Taking a deep breath, Elora spoke, her voice trembling with emotion. “I know you love my sister, but please, can you stop being so cruel to me until you reject me in three weeks’ time?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about; I never did anything to you,” he replied, annoyed.
“I can feel it every time you’re with her. You’re tearing me apart,” Elora cried, lifting her shirt to reveal the bruises marring her abdomen. “You’re killing me and my wolf, every day. Please, just stop for these three weeks. That’s all I ask.”
Alex’s gaze fell on her bruised abdomen in shock, guilt clouding his features. “I… I didn’t know,” he murmured, his voice barely audible with a flash of guilt.
Tears welled in Elora’s eyes as she turned away, her heart heavy with the weight of their shared pain. With one final glance at Alex, she walked away, leaving behind a whirlwind of emotion and unspoken words.
As Elora left the football field, her mind consumed with the intensity of her encounter with Alex, she remained oblivious to the fact that her interaction with Alex was witnessed by her sister. Alena’s eyes narrowed as she watched Elora’s retreating figure, her fists clenched tightly in fury.
“You rat,” Alena muttered under her breath, her voice dripping with venom. “Despite my warnings, it seems that you don’t know how to listen.”
Her heart pounding with indignation, Alena realized that her previous tactics had failed to deter her sister. It was clear that Elora was not backing down and was still circling Alex.
With a determined glint in her eye, Alena made a silent vow to escalate her efforts to torment her sister, determined to maintain her hold over Alex and crush any semblance of resistance from Elora. As she plotted her next move, a sinister smile played across her lips, signaling the beginning of a new phase.
As Alena finished yet another tedious tutoring session with the pack’s elders, she couldn’t help but revel in the attention and adoration she received. Having a revered and rare white wolf had elevated her status within the pack to unprecedented heights. She basked in the lavish gifts bestowed upon her by Luna Clara and Alpha Ben, relishing the privilege and luxury that came with her newfound status.
Alex’s unwavering devotion and promises of a future together as Luna only served to further fuel Alena’s sense of superiority and satisfaction. She was on top of the world, her dreams within reach, all except for one dark cloud that loomed over her perfect existence-Elora.
Despite being twins, Alena harbored a deep-seated disdain for her sister. She found Elora’s demeanor clumsy and irritating, her goody-two-shoes persona grating on her nerves. Their relationship was never a closed one, but their distance intensified when Alena set her sights on Alex.
Once, Alex and Elora had been inseparable as best friends, but Alena couldn’t bear the thought of sharing him with anyone, especially her sister. She had worked tirelessly to push Elora away, to ensure that Alex’s attention remained solely on her. The revelation that Elora was Alex’s fated mate had shattered Alena’s carefully constructed world, sending her spiraling into a frenzy of jealousy and rage.
In her mind, Alex was the ultimate prize- handsome, affluent, and destined to be the Alpha. Losing him to her own omega sister was a blow she couldn’t bear. She would become the Luna of this pack no matter what.
As today’s sessions ended, she was determined to find Alex for another hot round, but she felt a familiar tug within her mind-the presence of her wolf, Tara. With a sigh, she reluctantly allowed Tara to surface, bracing herself for the impending argument.
“Alena, please,” Tara pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. “You must reconsider this path.
Alex is not our destined mate.”
Alena rolled her eyes, irritation bubbling beneath her surface. “I’ve told you before, Tara. Alex is our mate. He’s the future Alpha, the most eligible bachelor in the pack. Why would I settle for anyone else?”
“But what if our true mate is out there, waiting for us?” Tara persisted, her tone pleading. “We could be missing out on a deep, meaningful connection by forcing ourselves into a relationship that isn’t meant to be.”
Alena’s patience wore thin as she snapped back, “Enough, Tara! I’ve made my decision, and I won’t entertain this notion any longer. Our place is by Alex’s side, and that’s final. Get used to the idea as you will be Luna.”
Tara whimpered in pain, retreating into the depths of Alena’s mind, leaving her feeling conflicted and unsettled. Alena’s annoyance simmered as she stewed over Tara’s persistent pleas. Since their bond had formed, Tara had been a constant voice of dissent, urging her to wait for their fated mate.
But Alena refused to entertain the idea of settling for anyone less than the future Alpha. The thought of being mated to a mere Beta or warrior was inconceivable to her. She was destined for greatness, and Alex was her ticket to achieving it. In the end, Tara would have to accept her decision.
As she was already inside the pack house, she decided to visit her future mate and, with a big smile on her face, she climbed the stairs towards Alpha’s floor. As Alena entered Alex’s room, the sound of the running shower greeted her ears. A thrill of anticipation surged through her veins, and with a swift motion, she removed her dress, leaving herself clad only in her underwear. She couldn’t wait to be in his arms again, to feel his hungry gaze on her and his hot c**k stretching her hungry p***y. But to her surprise, despite his heated look and the growing tent under his underwear, Alex didn’t approach her as expected once he exited the bathroom and instead, he started to get dressed.
“What the hell?” Alena exclaimed, her voice laced with confusion and frustration. “Why are you ignoring me?”
Alex turned to face her, his expression conflicted. “I’m not ignoring you, Alena,” he replied evenly, but Alena could sense a tension simmering beneath his calm exterior.
“This is the first time since we got together that you’ve refused me,” Alena persisted, her tone growing more insistent. “What’s going on? You need to go anywhere urgently?”
Alex hesitated for a moment before speaking, his words measured. “Our actions are hurting Elora,” he confessed, his gaze unwavering. “She can feel us through the mate bond.”
Alena’s eyes widened in disbelief, her anger rising. “And? Why do you care?” she demanded.
“It never crossed my mind that she can feel us when we are together and the backlash of it is painful,” he replied.
Alena shouted in anger, “I knew it! You are a liar! In the end, you want Elora as your mate and toss me aside!”
Alex’s jaw clenched as he shook his head vehemently. “No, Alena, that’s not true,” he protested, his voice tinged with frustration. “I love only you, but we shouldn’t be cruel intentionally. I know you are not like this and that you actually care as she is your sister, but you are too emotional now.”
Furious and hurt, Alena quickly dressed herself, her movements sharp and deliberate. With one final glare at Alex, she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her with a resounding thud.
As Alena sat seething in her new car, her hands trembled with fury. The mere thought of Elora complaining to Alex and him actually listening to her ignited a firestorm of rage within her. She knew she had to act quickly before Alex’s affections shifted away from her, leaving her as the laughingstock of the pack.
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