My Mate Fell For My Sister

s old den, my voice steady as steel. "Richar

t's this all about? The binding ceremo

en't meant for each other. It's better we don't hold each other back. My mom

ht. I'll arrange plane tickets. Your mom's

ugh from behind m

ld answer, I spun around, forcing a ca

s. "Heard you were her

d food on my plate like always, his habits flawless-picking me up,

emony. "Dad, the binding's still on for

een us. "Didn't Sylvia tell you

ne ringing. He answered, and I, sitti

up but won't leave work. Com

tight with urgency. "Keep a

ned to Richard. "Wh

"Tell me later. I've got something urgent." He stood, chair

felt crushed by an invisibl

e visitor's phone, I looked through the glass at my mom, Clara,

tight to her ear. "Sylvia, all these years-

scars, forcing a smile. "R

binding ceremony's soon, ri

ce light. "He doesn't love me. Mom, when you're o

e breaking. "Okay, sweeth

oms felt foreign now, like I didn't belong. I went upstairs, packing only what was truly mine.

t afternoon with a stylist and makeup artist in tow. "There's

as the Skye pack's future she-wol

for the passenger door of h

oke up. "We're picking up Lila.

get I get carsick too? I gave a bitter smile

aniel, thanks for staying with me all night. I

ough as he ruffled her hair. "Glad you're bet

ust noticing me, gasped. "Sylvia's here?

thaniel said, s

but we made it to the venue before I lost it completely. I clu

eal focus was parading Lila to the top wolves, leaving me as an afterthought. The carsickness linge

nce, I froze. Nathaniel was guiding a flushed, unsteady Lila upstairs, her brea

ailing them to a room on the uppe