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Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

"Margaret, you're the older sister, you have to give in to the younger one." In her whole life, those words clung like a curse to Margaret. Whether it was her beloved teddy bear, pretty dresses, Halloween candies, or parental love, if Elizabeth asked, she had to unconditionally yield them all up to her. Since young, Elizabeth had weighed down on Margaret like an enormous mountain and suffocated her. Fortunately she still had a boyfriend who had loved her for six years—Amster, the pack alpha. "You will be my wife and the future luna of the pack," He promised. Until the day when she and her sister was turning 18 years old, and Amster's lover and fated mate turned out to be her twin sister Elizabeth! Margaret watched as Amster, who had said he loved her, passionately kissed with Elizabeth, and announced Elizabeth as the luna without a second thought. The only emotional sustenance Margaret possessed crumbled; once again, what belonged to her had been snatched away by Elizabeth. What's worse, Amster even asked Margaret to entertain the guests. All because Elizabeth knew nothing except how to wheedle and dress herself up. Unable to refuse the request of her former lover, Margaret agreed to this...

JQK · Fantasy
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404 Chs

I'll Take You Away With Me

Editor: Atlas Studios

[Margaret's Perspective]

Elizabeth saw what I did just now.

I poured a glass of water silently and handed it to her. Elizabeth took it and drank it all in one go. I filled another glass for her. She waved at me to indicate that she didn't need it.

I lowered my head and took a sip to calm myself down. Then I turned around and took new eggs out of the fridge.

These were the last two. I couldn't screw up again.

Elizabeth was already in shock. I couldn't let her think that I was the same. One of us had to be able to remain calm. I could show my uneasiness to Donald, but I had to take on the responsibility of an older sister with Elizabeth.

"What are you doing?" came Elizabeth's weak voice.

"Making breakfast."

"Stop cooking. I don't want to eat."

I paused in the kitchen, not listening to her. I needed an omelet to keep myself calm.

"Margaret, will you talk to me? I'm scared."