
My Sister's Alpha
Two sisters born with unimaginable power but only one is allowed to carry it-allowed to rule.
Naidira Thornton lives her entire life as a shame to her powerful parents-an alpha without a wolf, a daughter without her parents' favour, a mate left unclaimed. When she is banished for a crime she is innocent of and replaced by her own twin in a marriage built in lies, the pack believes the weaker sister has been erased.
They are wrong.
The secrets pile sky high till a perfect Luna's crown and an alpha's authority shatters under bloodshed and betrayal, Naidira returns and triggers a chain of events no one can stop. Bonds awaken, wolves arise.
Power was never taken from Naidira. It was buried.
And when it breaks free, nothing-family, throne, or fate-will survive unchanged.
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Chapter 4
NAIDIRA POV
It felt like I had stabbed in the guts, panic flashing in my eyes for a second.
"What?"
Alpha Orion didn't say anything, he simply held Calanthe close, stroking her hair.
I looked round the small group. "You can't do that! I'm telling the truth!"
His mother stepped forward, hand raised as though to hit me across the face but Alpha Orion's voice snapped through, disrupting the moment. "Enough. Mother, don't put your hand on her."
She froze, palm still raised but she huffed, taking a step back while still glaring at me.
Tears were already rolling down my cheeks without ceasing. "Alpha Orion ㅡ"
He straightened, still holding Calanthe close but his gaze softened for a second. "Do you realize the magnitude of what you're accusing the Luna of?"
I nodded rapidly, sniffling. "Yes. I know. I'm telling the truth, the baby isn't yours."
"If your words turn out to be false, you will be banished from this pack, Naidira." He warned.
Calanthe looked up at him, eyes wide. "Are you even serious right now? You're trying to give her a chance to lie even moreㅡ"
"Silence."
A crown was beginning to form, people muttering under their breath with hushed voices while they pointed to me, glaring at me with accusation clearly written over their faces.
"I agree." I tilted my chin.
I wouldn't go down this time. They would call the seer and the doctor and they would find out about the child's true origin. I wouldn't be the sister who was the bad egg. Wouldn't be wrong again. Maybe they would finally see Calanthe's true colors.
They had to.
***********
"What?!" I shrieked, feeling like I had just heard the most shocking news ever.
The doctor shrugged, straightening as he addressed the court, barely paying me any attention. "The child belongs to the Alpha."
No. Something was wrong.
Calanthe looked smug from where she sat by Alpha Orion and people broke into hushed whispers, nodding solemnly to themselves like they knew I was lying.
But I wasn't!
I sprang to my feet, knees knocking together as I looked at Alpha Orion. "Alphaㅡ something is fishy here. I swearㅡ"
He looked tired. Almost defeated as he pinched his nose bridge. "I've done everything I could. Given you the benefit of doubt and had the doctor come in. And now what? You still want to accuse the Luna of adultery?" His voice rose at the last sentence.
My heart cracked a bit and my gaze darted to spot my mum and dad in the crowd, faces blank.
"MumㅡDad..." I whispered. Praying that someone would believe me. That they would understand.
Mum glared at me and Father simply looked away. Like I wasn't here begging them to trust me just this once.
"I didn't lie," I whispered hoarsely. "I wouldn't lie about something like this."
The crowd murmured again, louder this time. Their voices were filled with Demonization. Condemnation. Judgment.
Alpha Orion straightened slowly, the weight of the pack pressing down on his shoulders. "Bring the seer."
Hope flickered weakly in my chest. The seer would come and debunk what the doctor said in front of everyone.
The old woman was ushered forward moments later, her dark eyes sweeping over the court before settling on Calanthe... then on me. She inhaled deeply, fingers twitching at her sides. "The child's bloodline has been obscured," she said slowly.
What? What did that mean?
A ripple went through the crowd and I sucked in a breath. "You see? That means-"
Before I could finish, Calanthe suddenly let out a broken sob. "I knew this would happen," she cried, clutching her stomach as if it still housed the child. "I told you she would do this!"
She turned to the crowd, tears streaming freely now. "She's been spreading rumors for months-telling servants lies, poisoning minds. She hates me because I have everything she doesn't. A mate. A child. A future."
"That's not true!" I shouted, my voice cracking.
Calanthe shook violently in Orion's arms. "She tried to hurt me earlier. She grabbed me-pushed me. If you hadn't come-" Her voice broke. "I don't feel safe with her here."
The words slammed into me like a physical blow and I felt my vision swim.
That wasn't- She was twisting everything.
Alpha Orion's jaw clenched and he looked away.
The seer hesitated, then bowed her head. "With the scent muddled, I cannot contradict the doctor's findings."
The verdict was already decided.
"Enough." Alpha Orion's voice rang out, sharp and final. "Naidira has accused the Luna of adultery without proof. She has disrupted the court and endangered the peace of this pack."
I shook my head wildly. "Please-please don't do this. I swear on the Moon Goddess, I'm telling the truth!"
Silence. Like they had already chosen what they wanted to follow.
His eyes met mine one last time. "Naidira," he said, his tone stripped of warmth, "by the laws of this pack, you are found guilty of false accusation and treasonous intent."
The words echoed in my head, bouncing off the walls of my skull.
"You are banished."
A gasp tore through the crowd and I felt my heart deflate.
No.
"Effective immediately," he continued. "You will leave our lands before nightfall. If you return, you will be executed."
Something inside me shattered completely as guards moved toward me.
"No," I whispered. "No-wait-please-"
Hands seized my arms, rough and unyielding. I stumbled as they dragged me forward.
I searched the crowd desperately. My parents didn't move. Calanthe didn't even look at me. Only Malia did.
She broke from the crowd, tears streaming down her face. "Naidira!" she cried. "I'm sorry-I'm so sorry!"
Her sob was the last kindness I received. Nobody cared. They sneered, watching me lose everything.
The guards shoved me through the gates, hard enough that I fell to my knees in the dirt. The iron doors slammed shut behind me with a final, deafening bang.
Realization slammed into me.
I was exiled. And alone. In the forest.
The sun was already setting, shadows stretching long and dark across the forest ahead.
Rogues would be out soon.
I had never been out of the pack this late. Especially not in the forest. That would be a death sentence.
Everyone in the pack knew the dangers that lurked around the forest. I was no stranger to it either.
They hadn't just banished me, they had left me to die. They knew that if starvation didn't get to me first, then the things that lurked in the forest would get to me first.
I staggered to my feet, breath coming in short, panicked gasps as I stumbled into the trees.
Branches clawed at my skin and roots caught my feet with each step. Every sound felt amplified-too loud, too close. Like the forest and the night closing in was set to get me.
I didn't have a wolf. I didn't have powers. I didn't even know where I was going.
A twig snapped and I froze..
What was that?
Heart pounding, I spun around, searching for the source.
Nothing.
With a shaky breath, I forced myself forward again.
Another snap. Closer this time.
Fuck no.
Fear exploded through me and I ran-blindly, desperately-until my foot caught on something I didn't see and I went down hard, face-first into the forest floor.
Pain bloomed fast, but I barely felt it, struggling to scramble to my feet.
Thenㅡ
Boots stopped in front of me.
Oh goddess.
I sucked in a terrified breath and slowly looked up.
A man stood there, tall and unfamiliar, eyes sharp with curiosity rather than hostility. Dark hair framed his face, and his presence felt... ominous. Powerful.
Who was he?
He seemed like an Alpha. Or someone who...ran something.
"What are you doing out here alone?" he asked calmly, arms folded across his chest.
My lips trembled. "I-I don't have anywhere to go," I whispered, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. "I don't have anywhere to go and I'm just looking for safety, please don't harm me."
His gaze flicked to the darkening sky. "You won't survive the night. Wild rogues hunt these woods. They don't really answer to me."
I swallowed hard. What did that mean? Was he...rogue?
He studied me for a moment longer, then spoke again. "I run this territory. Call me Amon."
My heart skipped.
"You'll come with me," he said, extending his hand. "Or you won't see another sunrise."
I stared at his outstretched hand, heart thudding in my chest.
And because I had no choiceㅡ I took it.
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7.5
While packing up her cheating ex-boyfriend's belongings, Giselle found an encrypted black smartphone hidden beneath his old textbooks.
Curiosity made her guess the passcode, only to uncover a horrifying secret.
Her ex had been using stolen lingerie photos of her beautiful roommate to catfish a man named "Oero" out of $1.5 million.
And Oero wasn't just a gullible sugar daddy. He was Dereck Campos, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire known for making his enemies permanently disappear.
The phone suddenly buzzed in her hand with a terrifying message.
"Don't be late. You know what happens when I'm kept waiting."
Giselle's blood ran cold. The lethal trap had snapped shut.
If she showed up, Dereck would see she wasn't the blonde in the photos and kill her.
If she ignored him, his private security would hunt her down anyway.
Her ex had drained the offshore accounts and fled, leaving her as the ultimate scapegoat to face a monster's wrath.
She was just a broke engineering student on a full scholarship.
She hadn't taken a single cent of that dirty money. Why should she pay with her life for a deadly scam she knew nothing about?
But Giselle wasn't going to just curl up and wait to die.
Her analytical mind kicked into overdrive. She sent him a voice note faking a severe illness, and deliberately refused his massive cash transfer to play the proud victim.
She was going to outsmart the most dangerous predator in New York, one calculated lie at a time.

7.9
Allyson was the most hated actress in Hollywood, forced to wear a cheap, tearing gown after America's sweetheart, Joanne, stole her S-tier role.
During a red carpet disaster, Allyson tripped and fell—straight into the arms of the untouchable megastar, Byron Estes.
The internet exploded, accusing Allyson of faking the fall to seduce him. Drowning in bad press and desperate to pay her agency's termination fee, she signed a reality TV contract. She was forced to play the desperate, clingy villain, acting as a pathetic stepping stone for Joanne and Byron's highly anticipated on-screen romance.
"You could throw yourself at Byron a hundred times, and you'd still never make it into his bed," Joanne mocked.
What Joanne and the furious public didn't know was that three years ago, when Byron was in a horrific crash, Joanne had abandoned him. It was Allyson who stayed.
Even more absurd? Allyson and Byron were actually secretly married, bound by a multi-million dollar NDA.
Determined to play her villainous role and get paid, Allyson memorized a book of cringe-inducing pickup lines, ready to disgust her secret husband on live television.
"The stars are in the sky. But you... are in my heart."
She expected the ice-cold superstar to push her away in disgust. Instead, when another male guest got too close to her, Byron completely shattered his untouchable facade, his eyes burning with a lethal, undeniable possessiveness that sent the internet into absolute chaos.

9.2
Clara was drowning in student debt and barely making rent when she downloaded a fantasy mobile game to escape reality.
Inside the game, an exiled prince named Alex was freezing to death. Pitying him, she spent her last few dollars on microtransactions to fix his shelter and cure his poison.
But the game was far too real.
Every time she paid, the prince reacted. When she complained aloud about going broke, the in-game army suddenly halted, as if the prince had heard her voice.
Then, the terrifying real-world consequences hit.
Clara woke up to find her water glass and a box of Kleenex had vanished from her locked bedroom overnight.
She frantically searched the tiny apartment, her heart pounding in her chest.
She thought she was losing her mind. Had she thrown them out in her sleep? Was there a stalker hiding in her home?
How could physical objects just disappear into thin air behind a deadbolted door?
Until she looked at her nightstand.
Sitting exactly where her missing items used to be was a glowing, weightless crystal cup that defied all logic.
And on her laptop screen, the exiled prince was carefully holding her Kleenex box, offering a mountain of real gold on an altar.
She hadn't just downloaded a mobile game; she had opened a cross-dimensional trade route with a desperate future king.

7.4
"You can't escape me, Aurora. You are mine!"
The Alpha King's roar echoed through the palace walls.
But Aurora just tightened her grip on the blade hidden beneath her cloak.
She would never-never-give herself to the monster who murdered her father.
Even if the Moon Goddess cursed her to be his mate.
***
Aurora Regalia once had everything-a loving father, a prosperous pack, and a future that glittered with promise. Her father, the king, even chose her a mate: Logan Charming. Powerful. Charismatic. Cursed.
She thought he was her destiny.
Then she watched him tear her father's head from his shoulders.
One night. One betrayal. Her entire family, slaughtered. Her pack, reduced to ashes.
Aurora jumped off a cliff that night-not to die, but to survive. To become something her enemies would never see coming.
An assassin. A ghost. A blade wrapped in silk.
For years, she trained in the shadows, fueled by one single purpose: revenge. Blood for blood. She would make Logan Charming suffer the way she had suffered. She would carve his heart out and feel nothing.
But fate had a cruel sense of humor.
The Moon Goddess looked down at her shattered daughter and laughed.
Because the man who destroyed her life?
The monster who wore her father's blood on his hands?
He was her fated mate.
Now Aurora stands at a crossroads she never asked for. Every instinct screams for vengeance. Every fiber of her being recoils at the bond pulling her toward him.
But Logan? He doesn't care about her hatred. He doesn't care about her blade.
"You can run, little mate," he whispers, crimson eyes gleaming in the dark. "But I will always find you."
And when he does?
He won't just cage her body.
He'll claim her soul.

8.4
My love. My ruin.
Ashton Hampton saved me from my mother's scandal. I gave him my whole heart.
Then he told me he was marrying another woman for business. My role? His hidden mistress.
At our engagement party, his new fiancée accused me of ruining her brooch. Ashton didn't question it. He demanded I apologize.
The crowd attacked. He watched.
I climbed onto a helicopter and disappeared.
Eighteen years later, I saw him on a park bench—broken, hollow, begging for one more word.
I gave him two: “No comment.”

8.2
A virgin at thirty? A plus-size? Yes, that's Hera. After a painful heartbreak, she shuts herself off and chooses to focus on her career. Well, that's until She meets Mason aka Viper, the leader of Shadow riders motorcycle club on her way to her best friends wedding. He stakes his claim on her but life has a way of messing people up. Past traumas and bitter Ex's crawl on them. Hera has a secret, will Mason accept this side of her when he learns about it?
***
He is ready to settle, she only wants to play around. He is Jepoy aka Zero. The deadly weapon of the club, yet she elopes his traps, avoiding his claim.
She was not always like this, a traumatic marriage changed her. He saved her from him, but he can't save her from the hell she lives in everyday. Chloe knows she isn't ready to settle, Jepoy knows he must stake a claim on her. Two wounded souls, two different destination, is there a future for them?
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