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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

Shower

Editor: Atlas Studios

[Margaret's Perspective]

I looked up at him. He was frowning and all his features were tense. I knew that what I had to do now was obey him.

Donald pulled me straight into my room. This was Donald's first time in my room. Before I could feel ill at ease with the messy furnishings, Donald pulled me into the bathroom again.

As he turned on the shower to wash himself, he took off his shorts. I stood at the side, not knowing what to do. He quickly pulled me over and began to peel my clothes off. He covered my face with his kisses. I looked up in response.

I knew that something must have happened to him, but at this moment, all my questions were unimportant. Donald needed me, and I only needed to respond to him with action.

My clothes were half-hanging from my shoulders. They were stuck to my skin because they were wet. After making no progress up there, Donald began to eagerly remove my dress from the bottom. I raised my hands cooperatively.