Sacrificed To My Sister's Mate Novels & Stories

Chapter Four – My sister’s mate. Lila’s POV The entire pack had gathered to witness the making ceremony—families pressed shoulder to shoulder, elders seated in carved chairs near the front, and the Alpha’s council standing in solemn rows. The memory hit me like a rock . I walked in, hand in hand with Ethan, feeling his mark warm against mine as our names were called and the Moon Goddess blessed what had already been written in the stars. But right now, I walked in hollow, my mother on one side, Sofia on the other, my mark already gone.

"I was right to reject you as my mate. I should have done that before I even met you. It's just tough fucking luck that it didn't work because I would be happy to be rid of you!" I huff, trying to push him off, but he just holds me in place. "That's rich coming from you, considering you just fucked my sister. I can still smell her on you, but right. You're the one being troubled here. You act as though I never wanted the mate bond to be broken between us. You act like I never wanted to be rid of you too. The feeling is fucking mutual, Mason. I would celebrate once this thing is broken!" That seems to have been his limit. He lets me go, still breathing hard. I grab my neck and straighten my c

But I couldn't do that. My sister is his mate. I don't want my sister to feel the pain of losing her mate. That is an unbearable pain that I have seen many go through. They get depressed to the point where they either commit suicide or live on as an empty void. I refuse for that to happen to my sister.

Aurora’s POV The more I thought about what Silva had said to me, the more terrified I became. Just when I thought everything was falling back in place, I got to know that my third mate was a psychopath who had killed his sister. He didn’t end there, he had hung her picture on his wall like it was a trophy. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I lifted my head slowly as anger welled up inside of me. The moon goddess had been unjust to me.

Then I took him back with me to the packhouse. Destiny, ironically, made a move at the time. The thing was that not only my brother's mate was the one to give birth that day. My mate was also giving birth. The difference was that my mate was alive while our boy was born dead, unlike my brother's mate, who was dead while her boy was alive. But my beta, I've killed everyone who was there that day and blame them also on rogues. Then took my brother's child as mine.

"I'm sorry Alpha Marcus, I never knew you were the one behind the order." "Why the hell are you pleading with this evil man here? He is taking father away from us and all you can do is kneel down there and apologize to him?" Susan yelled in anger, surprised by the sudden way her sister whom she expected to be mean and hard going on the Alpha, turned out to be all soft and even apologized to him. For what reason exactly?

I had never seen him or Leonore as suitors, and I could not quite accept the thought of becoming mates with one of my best friends. But Galeis suddenly cast aside all etiquettes of friendship and started courting me. Once, when I was injured during a clash with the enemies, Galeis fought tooth and nail to come to my side and save me. He carried me for more than ten miles and returned to the camp for help. While we were on our way back, he kept saying, “Selena, marry me. I’ll protect you forever.” That relationship of ours had changed completely. If that was the case, I should be allowed to get another mate for myself.

The rogue laughed frantically before saying, “You know the mate, In fact, you have a personal relationship with the mate.” “Don’t play games with me, get straight to the point and give me a name,” I said, boiling with anger He raised his head and looked me straight in the eyes, saying, “His mate is your sister, Emily.” “What? you liar!” I yelled angrily, rushing to grab his neck and choke him. He fought against my grip, struggling to breathe. Remembering our orders not to kill them, I released my hold and let him catch his breath. Between coughs, he managed to say, "If you don't believe me, ask your sister."

Just a girl barely older than Freya, face tight with grief older than mountains. “My sister bore the mark,” she said quietly. “She tried to do what you’re doing now. Thought she could control it. Guide it.” “What happened?” Freya asked. “She burned,” Vexa said, “and took half the city with her.” No one spoke. Then she nodded, once. “You’ll have one chance. One flame. If it consumes you, we let it.” Freya looked at me. And gods help me, I nodded. They prepared the chamber.

"No! You need to hear this! Sarah came back because she wanted your power. The same power Isabella helped you gain! And you were so busy playing happy family with your traitor sister that you let your true mate die alone!" Alexander broke down completely, clutching my body. "I can't let her go," he whispered. "If I let her go, it means..." "It means you have to face what you did," Victoria's voice was ice cold. "How you chose Sarah over your mate. How you ignored Emma's warnings. How you blocked your mate bond when Isabella needed you most." "And for what? For Sarah? The woman who planned to replace your mate? The woman who watched Isabella suffer for months and said nothing?"