Sacrificed To My Sister's Mate Novels & Stories

I sit down and lean forward putting my head in my hands. I cannot believe how sideways everything went. I lost my brother who came to help me save my mate. My mate is injured, her brother is injured and one of my closest friend’s mate is injured not to mention the warriors who were injured or lost their lives today to help get Maddie back. I knew nobody regretted helping us, but I was humbled at the generosity of everyone. And for the losses. I would personally go and thank those injured or the families of the fallen for their sacrifices.

or should I say ex-mate? She was staring hard at my battered form, but not even an ounce of worry flashed through her eyes, no guilt, no remorse, nothing. She didn't feel guilty for what she had obviously done, but even so, she could've faked it, she could've forced herself to show some sort of emotion. But she didn't...and I guess that was what it took for me to finally understand...I was betrayed by two persons in one day: my brother whom I trusted more than myself and my mate; whom I would die for any day. I clenched my fist and tore my gaze away from her, head lifting so I could stare at my brother with eyes that had now become golden due to rage. When he saw my eyes, I saw him waver for

"I know brother, I know. I don't understand either but I asked her to wait to explain everything so that you could be here to hear everything too. I thought as her sister's mate you deserved to know what's going on but now... well, now I guess you deserve to know even more. fuck this is insane!" "You're telling me. How can this be? Are you sure it's her? You sure there's no one else down here that I haven't met before?" This just can't be true, it can't be. This can't be happening. "Why the hell would the moon goddess take away my first mate only to mate me with her sister? Please, for the love of goddess tell me this is some kind of sick joke."

Sofia queried and glared at him. “That wasn't right, I'm sorry” Martinez admitted and held her hand. “Forgive me” Sofia snatched her hand away from his and yelled. “I am trying to protect you from danger, but you keep ruining everything; you are putting your life at risk” “I would sacrifice my life to be with you, William isn't good for you and I doubt if he's really your mate,” Martinez said, affectionately and sincerely. “I love you” His voice came out smaller and more like a whisper.

And I was proven right when I somehow managed to drag my broken mess of a body to find my sister, Dahlia. She was... tending—no, panicking—over a heavily wounded Thea, another blow to my already crumbling spirit. My knees buckled at the sight, the weight of the harsh realities pressing down on me. If not for my mate, I would have already been crumbled into pieces by now.

I continued to read since there was zero chance I would burn this letter. When I told you that I rejected you as my mate, I wasn’t trying to hurt you. It may be hard to believe but it is true. I rejected you so that you won’t feel guilty about taking another man as your Chosen Mate. It does and could happen. My sister is one living example. She married someone who isn’t her Fated Mate and she’s still happy until this very day (I am very positive she is or else I’ll come knocking on her husband’s door).

The sound of fabric tearing echoed through the cubicle, and soon, my clothes, which were torn into pieces, hung loosely on me, barely covering me. A wave of shame washed over me, but the terror for my unborn child overwhelmed me as my pregnant belly was exposed before their eyes. Tears of despair streamed down my face, and suddenly, the hand over my mouth released. I seized the moment to speak. "I'm Anthony's sister!" But my words were met with mocking laughter. "I came back to save your child!" I pleaded, my voice cracking with desperation.

Raw shock paralyzed me, freezing every muscle as this cruel joke hit me square in the chest. My mate—the one person the universe crafted to love me right—was none other than my husband’s brother. Could I be any more of a walking disaster? My mate's dark, intense eyes traced every inch of me, and I felt completely naked, as though he could see straight into my soul. This bond would be the death of me. Byron already hated me enough to make my life a living hell. Now, adding this bond with his brother would be a nightmare.

He stepped closer to me, his face morphed into a look that looked like he wanted me to run or something. “Leo, leo,” I said in a sing song manner, my lips curved into a smile that looked nowhere near real. “You didn’t possibly expect someone without eyesight to cheat on you.” I stood up at that, looking straight into his eyes as I said the next few words. “Or rather, let me rephrase that…” I trailed off and the tension in the room rose even more. “You don’t expect someone — your mate— who you took away her corneas and gave them to your girlfriend who’s her sister…” I stopped talking to take a better look at his awestruck face.

His grandma has taught me I shouldn’t bow down before anyone if I am not in the wrong. “What is that supposed to mean? My pack is thriving, unlike yours. You had to se—ll your sister to that asshole in order to save your pack from getting dissolved.” the tone he used here was really aggressive. Almost like he was mad that we made an alliance with Daxon’s pack. “We did not sell my sister. She marr---ied the mate she loved.” It was hard using the word love now that Daxon had broken my trust, but it was also not true what he was saying.