Since Alpha You Love My Half-Sister, I'll Bond with Your Uncle

I crawled toward the bathroom doorframe, struggling to escape.

Warm liquid soaked through my jeans. "Help... me..."

My throat was choked with blood.

The moonstone lights in the hallway twisted into blinding streaks in my blurred vision, until a pair of nurse’s shoes stopped in front of me.

“Oh my God! Call the doctor!”

The nurse’s long hair brushed my cheek as she pressed down on my abdomen, making me arch in pain.

“Wendy, look at me! Don’t sleep—”

As my consciousness began to fade, I heard the snap of surgical clamps.

Someone whispered in my ear, “Moon Goddess… protect her…”

The beeping of the monitor pierced the silence, and I opened my eyes to a sea of blinding white.

The nurse was gently wiping my lips with a cotton swab.

“You’re awake?”

Her eyes darted away, her fingers twisting the bedsheet into folds.

“The surgery was successful, but… we couldn’t save the baby.”

Somewhere in my chest, a hole opened, but I felt no ripple.

I had planned to sign the abortion papers this morning.

Alpha John and Penny had taken away my right to choose, using the cruelest means possible.

“Do you need to contact any family?”

I tugged at my cracked lips. “I don’t have family.”

“No family? Do you really believe that?”

Miranda’s tone suddenly sharpened.

“You’ve been making excuses for yourself, Wendy. Your family never loved you. The only person you can rely on is yourself.”

My heart seemed to be pierced by something.

“I always wanted to find a place to settle, but…”

“You’re always running away.” Miranda’s cold laughter rang in my mind.

“Running from your past, running from your future. The only thing left for you to do is face everything in front of you.”

The elder had notified me to pick up the papers from the council.

Alpha John was sunk into the sofa, not even bothering to lift an eyelash.

“Why didn’t you die at the hospital?”

“I was surprised too.” I placed the papers on the coffee table.

His amber eyes narrowed into slits as he glanced at the title.

Penny walked in from the kitchen, holding a fruit platter, her hair adorned with the moonstone hairpin my father had given me.

It was the raw star-gem my father had exchanged three months' worth of hunting for on my eighteenth birthday.

“John, don’t say it like that. Wendy, I made you some soup…”

“Why aren’t you drinking it?”

Penny tilted her head, dipped her finger in the soup, and smeared it on her lips.

“This is made with Ronald’s favorite sunflower petals.”

Alpha John suddenly spoke from the sofa, his eyes glued to the holographic TV.

“Don’t be ungrateful. Penny spent three hours making it for you.”

Penny quickly added, “John, don’t scare her. Wendy, I know you’re still mad at me,”

I interrupted, “No need.”

“I heard there’s a moonlight gathering tonight?”

Penny’s smile froze for a moment, then turned sickly sweet.

“You know about it? I picked out a dress for you. Let’s go together?”

She handed me a shopping bag containing a ridiculously short skirt—only worn by low-tier wolves for sacrificial rites.

Alpha John sneered.

My mother, tapping her wolfbone staff on the floor, added, “Don’t bring this bad omen to embarrass us.”

An apple rolled to my feet. As I bent down to pick it up, she struck my hand with the staff.

“What are you picking up for?”

Her voice was sharp as a knife.

“Your brother died because of you! Now you want to kill John and Penny’s baby too?”

Penny immediately helped her up.

“Mom, calm down, Wendy hasn’t done anything wrong…”

“Mom,” Penny pouted, shaking Alpha John’s arm.

“Wendy just needs to relax.”

Late at night, I stumbled across a partially open door to the study.

“If we don’t get rid of her, the elders will start to suspect.”

“Why rush?”

Alpha John’s voice reeked of alcohol.

“The miner we sent last time failed. This gathering’s full of opportunities.”

I gripped the railing tighter, my knuckles turning white.

The “accidental” mining disaster three months ago—it was their doing.

“I’ve arranged everything,”

Penny chuckled softly.

“Once she’s drunk, we’ll drag her to the back of the altar. Once the video’s out, she’ll never show her face in the pack again.”

“You’re ruthless.” Miranda’s voice turned icy, her words laced with an undeniable threat.

“You’re the one who’s ruthless.”

Alpha John’s voice was laced with affection.

“Once she’s ruined, I’ll bond with you openly…”

I walked downstairs with the papers in hand.

Alpha John was at the bar, mixing whiskey.

“The hospital needs a family member’s signature.”

I pushed the papers in front of him, my fingers whitening from the force.

He didn’t even glance at it, grabbing a pen and stabbing it onto the paper.

“Your worthless life means nothing to me—” He didn’t finish his sentence, but the pen had already signed.

“Do you think his words matter to you?” Miranda’s voice was soft but carried an unmistakable coldness.

“You’ve been seeking his approval all along, but he never cared about you.”

I bit my lip, the pain slicing through me.

“I know… I’ve always known.”

“You’ve never truly seen him,” Miranda’s tone softened, her words filled with bitter truth.

“He only harms you, and you’ve been changing yourself for him all this time.”

My mother sneered. Penny snickered behind her hand.

I took back the papers.

My phone buzzed in my palm. I opened it to the only contact and typed:

“See you at the altar. Proceed as planned.”