Novel & Cerita Tubbo Sister

Just as I was about to be thrown out of the hall, Claude’s voice sounded behind us. He looked at the crowd, his tone icy. “What are you doing?” Seeing Claude, Leon’s arrogance immediately weakened. “Alpha Claude, my Luna and I were helping you clear trash out of the banquet.” Claude took a few steps forward and helped me up. “Trash? Who?” Rose immediately pointed at me. “Alpha Claude, it’s her!” “She used to be my sister, but not anymore… “She ruined the cake you prepared for your Luna! If you want to punish her, please don’t implicate our pack. We have nothing to do with her!”

" She and Mom both loved using their looks to get what they wanted, so they assumed everyone else did the same. As she spoke, she pulled out a small knife and waved it back and forth near my face. Seeing her pull out an actual blade, the thugs around us got uncomfortable and moved to stop her. One said, "Brett, we agreed we'd just rough her up and let her go! Now you've even taken her blindfold off, and you're bringing out a knife?" Brett Hudson was Jessica's delinquent boyfriend. Those thugs followed him for the street cred, but none of them wanted to mess with real weapons. Brett stepped forward to intervene. "Jessica, enough. Scaring her is one thing, but she's still your sister."

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

Issa got up more neatly, which in Issa language meant she didn’t fully kick anyone. “We can see the waterfall,” Karl said. Max jolted with joy. “Waterfall-waterfall? A big one? Like in movies when the bad guy falls?” “Hopefully no one falls,” I said. Issa was already thinking about more important things. “Is there a playground?” “There is.” “Creek?” Max asked. “There is.” “Can I throw sticks in it?” “Sticks, yes. Your sister, no.” “I don’t want to be thrown either,” Issa said, offended. “I’m delicate.”

I had thought she was bluffing until murderous intent glinted in her eyes. Retreating desperately, I tried to reason. "I've never wanted to compete with you. Can't we just coexist peacefully?" But she was too far gone to listen. "My dear sister, I'll honor your memory after you're gone. After all, no one has ever truly loved you." Blood dripped from my wounds as I gawked at the blade protruding from my body—wielded by my sister. I started to question my life's worth. What in the world was real?

I flinched at his words that pierced my heart. “S-Sister”? I stammered upon my own words. They both abruptly halted. Their heads turned around, looking at me. Their orbs glistened with a dark emotion which I had only seen in his eyes. An emotion I was too much familiar with. One of the twin, grabbed my throat and pushed me towards the wall. His light green eyes had turned into a darker color as his hand tightened around my neck. “Don't ever fucking dare too forget that you’re no one and you wont take the place of our dead sister.” He was pulled back by his twin. “Shane stop, it’s not worth it.” Zane said sighing.

I hustled into her room and pushed the door closed, locking it before turning to face my horny sister. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't to see her rummaging through her purse. I was spared asking a stupid question when she pulled out a small bottle and held it up with a grin. I walked over to her and raised an eyebrow. It was labeled 'anal lube.' Knowing that my sweet sister carried that around in her purse...wow, that made me look at her in a whole new light.

"Yep and my sister name was Natalya" . . . . . TBC

I assured her. A proud smile came on her face and that got me smiling as well. "I really have got the best sisters in the world." She beamed, obviously proud of herself. I watched her turn to leave. "I have to do some online work, I'll reach out to you later. You both do what's right okay?" "You know it." I said, refraining from rolling my eyes because I knew that her online business was none other than Justine.