Fated to My Twin Sister's Alpha (Violet and Asher) novel Chapter 1

I lost everything.

But before my 18th birthday, my life was perfect. Caring parents, lovely siblings.

Dad was our pack’s Beta, and then my eldest brother Jayden took over. I had a twin brother, Michel and Philip, who absolutely adored us.

And then there was me, and my twin sister Kylie.

Not all twins were alike, at least not Kylie and me.

Kylie was everyone’s favorite, sweet and delicate little princess, always dressed in pretty skirt; whereas I was always hunting in the woods, my hoodie and jeans covered in dirt.

And then there was.him.

Asher, the future Alpha of our pack, my best friend since childhood, my secret crush.

He was every girl’s dream.

Although I had the luxury of spending more time with him, I didn’t think he loved in that way. He just thought of me as his friend and little sister.

But I still got hopes in me. Asher was already 23 and still hadn’t found his destined one. His mate must be among the she-wolves who hadn’t shifted yet, myself included.

And then came my 18th birthday.

The day that changed everything.

I thought that day was about discovering my mate.but never had I thought about losing everything I had in life.

I remembered tossing and turning in bed the previous night. As soon as the clock struck midnight, I snuck out to find out if mine was him.

And it was.

I was on the tree outside of his house, peeking into his bedroom. He was asleep in an armchair, probably exhausted by all the pack business.

Even outside, I could smell his enticing scent crackling through my body like electricity.

I wanted to scream, or even did a backflip. But now was not a good time. He was too tired and needed sleep. And I didn’t want to alert his guards.

So I secretly got down from the tree and dashed back home.

I wanted to share this news to my family. I was going to be Asher’s Luna!

But when I got back home, I found everyone in my family wide awake. They were all surrounding my twin sister Kylie, who’s basically passed out on the floor.

“What’s going on?” I asked, astounded.

Mom was sobbing, “Kylie’s mate.oh my poor baby.her mate died today.”

I covered my mouth to kill a gasp.

To lose your mate on the same day you found him? That’s a nightmare.

“Oh god, Kylie.” I walked over, trying to hold her hand. “I’m so sorry.”

SLAP

She slapped my hand away.

“Why do you care?” she cried at me in tears, “I bet you’ve found your mate! You’re going to be happily ever after! And I’ll be lonely, and mateless, and pathetic.”

I swallowed my news.

Now was not the time to share whom my mate was. I didn’t want Kylie to be sadder.

That night the whole family stayed by Kylie’s side, trying to comfort her.

But it didn’t work.

The next morning, she tried to slit her wrist in the bathtub. If I hadn’t happened to check on her and snatched her blade, Kylie would have been dead already.

Asher called in the morning. But I missed it. The whole family had our hearts on Kylie, trying to stop her ending her life. I never had the chance to mention my news to anyone, not even to Asher.

And then finally, on the third day, Kylie agreed not to commit suicide.

But she wanted Asher.

My parents immediately agreed to her request. At that point, they were so desperate that they would say yes to anything she asked.

Plus, Asher was already 23 and still single. The whole pack was looking forward to him getting married.

I was shocked and heartbroken that day. I wanted Kylie to be happy.

But Asher.he was everything I wanted.

So I told my parents the truth, about Asher being my mate. I thought they’d help me figure out a solution together.

But no.

They took me to a witch.

The witch gave me a potion. It would hide my scent so my mate wouldn’t recognize me anymore. And the cost was my wolf.

The pain from the potion knocked me to the ground, making me scream and struggle. My father left the room because he couldn’t stand the screaming.

Mom stayed behind.

I begged her not to do this to me in tears.

She cried along, but still forced the last drop down my throat.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, Violet. But you’re strong. You’ll survive this… Not Kylie. She’s too fragile. How can you put her through this?…So let her have Alpha Asher, OK?”

She said Kylie was more of a Luna material than me, and the family couldn’t afford losing her.

But I guessed they were fine with losing me.

When I woke up again, my wolf was barely alive.

Then I watched Kylie and Asher happy for 2 years.

I couldn’t do my favorite hunting anymore because my wolf couldn’t afford it. And the potion left me with a constant pain. I tossed and turned in bed for hours and couldn’t sleep.

Yet nobody noticed my pain. Only my friend Elena did. She helped me realize how insignificant I was to my family.

Mom and dad were devastated when Kylie lost her mate, and they would do anything for her. But now the same happen to me. They didn’t seem to care.

My 3 brothers were always by Kylie’s side, comforting her, holding her hand, telling her to be strong. And now I was moaning in the next room. They never realized how much I needed them too.

Kylie recovered quickly now that she had Asher. Soon she was everyone’s little princess again. But I never got pass the loss of my mate. I was broken completely.

Gradually I became invisible to everyone, like that feisty Violet never existed.

Then one day, I saw it on TV that Kylie and Asher got married.

It was a huge wedding. Kylie wore a beautiful wedding gown, beaming as she clung to Asher’s arm.

She looked absolutely radiant, even more beautiful than before.

My family stood behind her. My father clapped with pride, mom cried with joy, Jayden and my twin brothers, Michael and Philip, cheered loudly, showering the newlyweds with flower petals.

As for Asher…

No.

I couldn’t look at his face. It’d break me.

I turned to the mirror and found a pale reflection of myself.

Kylie and I didn’t look alike but we used to be pretty in our own ways. But now, only Kylie was a pretty. I became a ghost.

My wolf died completely that day. The pain was too strong and overwhelming. I couldn’t stand it. So I decided to leave home. Only by staying away from everyone would ease my pain.

I moved far away, cutting off contact with everyone except for Elena. Nobody in my family bothered to find me. I had to scrape by odd jobs, but at least the pain is manageable now.

Then one day, I came back from my waitress job, exhausted and sweaty, and found a woman on my doorstep.

“Elena?”

I stared at my best friend, my eyes widening in shock.