My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

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lackthorne's lap and raced to me as soon

one-armed hug. I pressed his head against my ch

led me in countless ways, but at least they

whispered in

wrapped in bandages and a sling, his face

e away. "It's okay, my love." I pressed his head a

orrowed from a nurse, and the shudder that ran

voice was muffled. "

will, baby." My strong, beautiful boy who loved me in a w

voice sliced through the moment. "Entering m

would've sent me scrambling to apologize, to prove myself worthy. Yet now, looking between Leona and Chri

today had changed something. It felt like a switch had b

ed me dry, and I was

ay goodbye to your grandparents

ped from around my waist, and

waist-how natural their affection was. A lifetime ago, I'

almost ma

parents, I took his hand and walk

sights that

e was at the passenger side, and I watched as he grabb

up at him with adoration, and he looked at h

pull in my belly, but again-that nothing

she

son staring ahead-at Kieran and Celeste-stonily, his dark

he'd never met her. I wondered if any of my parents had told h

ropped from around her waist. A brief expression crossed Kieran's face, and I must ha

I'd asked Kieran when he

e of Celeste

lied. "Of c

's chin. "No, baby," I lied, my

d the idea of him getting hurt in any way. Whatever rocky relationship Kieran and I

s relaxed. He bel

ok his hand, st

in a small wave to Kieran. I kept walking, but the wei

ough t

*

tugging the thick duvet over my sho

n awkward, clothed towel bath, and even putting a bowl of mac and cheese in the microwave.

ne more

d, with a half-hearted eye-roll, climbed in. We hardly ever slept in th

ible. As long as I was alive, he was my baby and wo

round his waist, and he cradled it

nder my chin. "Not

l idly trailed a finger over the bandag

mm

n I get my wolf, I'll

I closed my eyes tightly against the tea

ive grief, Kieran's infuriating indifference. Ten years I'd wasted trying to earn

th

tween us. Strong arms lifting me, th

ut my savior: "Oh, that Alpha? He carr

k. He'd saved many other wolve

dn't bother with the weak, especially since I didn't know him fr

y." My fingers brushed the bandages on my arm. "Fo

*

rly the following morning. I scoffed sli

," I murmured. He was wrappe

ill, I dragged myself to the kitchen, grabbed a box

irst pancake when there

t was also unusual, considering we'd just moved to this house,

, mayb

to myself at the

r, however, the laugh

orway, was a man I'd never met. What stunned me, however, was

and darkened his features. As if he noticed my discomfort, he shi

nape of his neck, dark blue eyes like an e

to his right arm. To the swirling

e Alpha who s