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Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty
Diana's POV“Darling, what’s going on between you and Eddie?"My heart skipped so hard it could have been auditioning for a circus act. I blinked at Asher, pretending I didn’t understand the question. “What do you mean?” I asked, keeping my voice even as possible, though I could feel the panic creeping in.Asher leaned back. His eyes flicked between Eddie and me, who stood off and looked far too relaxed. “I mean, I’ve noticed the dwindling rapport between you two. You don’t invite him to dinners like you used to, and the friendship you two had seems off.”I swallowed hard, fighting to glare at Eddie, who dared to look amused. “That’s not true,” I said quickly, shaking my head. I turned to Eddie, forcing a smile onto my face. “We’re fine. Right, Eddie?”Eddie tucked his hands into his pockets, enjoying my discomfort. “Maybe Lila’s just outgrowing me,” he said, his voice dripping with mock hurt.I gave him a playful nudge and burst into a fake laugh. “Don’t be ridiculous. Why would you
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Bound To My Sister's Husband Twrnty-One
Diana's POVI stood before the mirror, adjusting the gem-encrusted crown on my head. The rubies and emeralds sparkled under the light. It wasn’t too heavy, but it carried the weight of expectations. On my wrists, gold bracelets chimed softly as they shifted. I kept the jewelry minimal—Lila’s style may have been extravagant, but I wasn’t trying to blind anyone. My dress was a lavender silk that fell in gentle folds to the floor. It hugged my figure but wasn’t overly revealing, just enough to suggest elegance without making me feel like a walking chandelier.With a final glance in the mirror, I sighed. I’d been dreading this evening since Asher suggested I reconnect with Lila’s friends. Friends who probably thrived on scandal and gossip. I could only imagine what they thought of Lila’s miraculous return.When I stepped into the garden, the cool evening breeze hit my face, carrying the mingled scents of flowers and spiced wine. The guests were scattered around, and their voices rose and
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Two
Asher's POVI watched Lila out of the corner of my eye, and, for what felt like the hundredth time since her return, she left me utterly bewildered. The Lila I knew could barely sit through a meeting without finding an excuse to leave or turning the conversation into a complaint about her busy life. Yet here she was, standing amidst a group of widows, nodding intently as if their every word was sacred.She wasn’t just standing there. She was listening, really listening. She even leaned forward a little when one of the older women whispered something. I caught a genuine smile on her lips.The same woman who once scoffed at the mere idea of sitting through charity work was now whispering back to the widows in a low and compassionate tone. It was like watching a play where the lead character suddenly forgot their lines and decided to wing it. But it wasn’t bad; it was surprisingly good. Still, it was strange.Lila gestured to one of the attendants, and they brought forward small parcels
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Three
DianaSitting in the quiet bedroom, guilt pressed down my chest like a boulder. Nothing could chase away the heaviness in my heart. I wrapped my arms around myself, staring at the empty fireplace as my thoughts spiraled. I had hurt Asher. I could feel it in the way he walked out of my room. His disappointment clung to the air like smoke.There was no excuse, no reasonable explanation for why I kept pushing him away, especially as we were fated mates. There was nothing physically stopping me from giving him what he wanted. And truthfully, it wasn’t even about him. It was about my conscience.Sighing, I leaned my head back against the cushion. If only I weren’t so damned morally upright, I could’ve just gone along with it. Maybe even gotten pregnant. That way, when the truth about who I was eventually came out, Asher wouldn’t have the heart to send me away. But even as the thought crossed my mind, m
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Five
Diana Rolling up my sleeves, I stood in the middle of the kitchen, ready to tackle breakfast. Today wasn’t going to be one of those quick, throw-it-together meals. I was determined to cook something hearty that would make everyone smile. I grabbed a pot and set water to boil, reaching for the basket of fresh vegetables I had seen earlier.I made a porridge with seasoned rice, vegetables, and slow-cooked chicken broth. The inviting smell of the broth simmering was already filling the kitchen. I chopped onions, garlic, and bell peppers, sautéed them until they were golden and fragrant, then stirred them into the pot.While the porridge simmered, I prepared sides. I roasted slices of plantains in the oven and whipped up a quick tomato and herb sauce to drizzle over the plantains, adding just the right amount of spice to the mix.The kitchen became my haven for the morning. When everything was ready, I wiped my hands on a towel and took a moment to appreciate my work. Satisfied, I rushed
Last Updated : 2024-12-12Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Six
AsherThe hall buzzed with murmurs of conversation. The oak table at the center was scattered with scrolls, maps, and goblets of spiced wine.I sat at the right with the other Lycan Kings, tapping lightly on the armrest of my chair. The other kings, a mix of werewolves and Lycans, were seated along the sides. Their eyes often darted toward me, waiting for my input, approval, or acknowledgment. Being the one they revered so deeply was both a privilege and a burden.King Gerald, a stout werewolf with a graying beard, cleared his throat and leaned forward. “Your Majesty. The rogue attacks in my province have escalated. We’ve lost three villages this month alone. The werewolves under my care are struggling to hold their ground.”I nodded, keeping my face neutral, though my mind churned with irritation. Rogues were like dealing with a plague that refused to die out. “What measures have you taken so far?” I asked, wanting to gauge his strategy—or lack thereof—before offering my counsel.Ge
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Seven
DianaI woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps echoing from downstairs. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the commotion. What was happening so early in the morning?Groaning, I quickly grabbed the mouthwash, swished it, and spat it out. Then, I threw on my robe and rushed downstairs.When I reached the foyer, the sight before me was overwhelming. Warriors were assembling in organized chaos, their armor glinting in the light. Some were strapping on weapons, others tightening belts or fastening boots. Shields leaned against the walls, swords in scabbards clinking as the men moved.In the middle of it all stood Asher, commanding the scene and barking orders. It was clear that he was angry.“Asher!” I called out, hurrying to him, nearly tripping over a discarded helmet. His head snapped toward me, and I froze for a second at the sheer fury in his eyes. But then I noticed it wasn’t directed at me.“What’s going on?” I asked, breathless.“The rogues dared to attack Eddie,” he said
Last Updated : 2024-12-14Bound To My Sister's Husband Twenty-Eight
Diana I lay beside Asher, watching the rise and fall of his chest before I succumbed to sleep. When he woke up hours later, his brows furrowed in confusion as though waking up in an unfamiliar place. Then, like a lightning bolt, he sat up urgently and turned to the clock on the bedside table. His sharp intake of breath made me pretend to sleep. My heart raced as I listened to him shift on the bed. There was a moment of silence, and then I felt the bed shift under his weight. He moved closer, wrapped his arm around me, and settled back down. His warm body pressed against mine as he drew the duvet over himself.A surge of desire filled me when his hardness brushed against my butt. He kept doing it until it became difficult to keep my breathing even. My thighs grew slick with my juices, and when he stopped, I almost cried out.A soft snore escaped his lips. The sound tugged at my heart. I opened my eyes just slightly. The dim light highlighted the perfect curve of his nose and the full
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Bound To My Sister's Husband Sixty-Five
MarcusI struggled to wrap my head around the possibility that two people could look identical.The image of the Lycan Queen haunted my thoughts, making it impossible to think clearly. Whenever I pictured her face, I knew deep down that it was Diana. No one could convince me otherwise. Diana and I had been married for years. She had been my Luna; no one knew her better than I did. Her face, eyes, lips—everything was the same.Well, almost everything. The way the Queen smiled seemed different. It had a breeziness that Diana never used to show. But even if there were slight differences, her refusal to come downstairs and meet her guests during my visit to the King’s territory screamed that something was wrong. I could smell the secrecy. Still, the big question remained: how could my ex-wife Diana be the Queen?Before I left the King's estate, I discovered that the King had twin six-year-old boys. That fact alone caused endless confusion because Diana and I divorced only a few months
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DianaIn the past two weeks, I enjoyed an unusual period of calmness. It felt like a strange kind of sanity had finally returned to my life.I rested from the constant tension of looking over my shoulder. For once, I didn’t have to worry about Marcus lurking in the shadows or Eddie scheming to bring me down. Fear, I realized, had a way of eating away at your mind like cancer. Every move around the house felt weighted with the possibility of bumping into Marcus, and the mental toll was suffocating.During those dark days, anytime someone entered the house unexpectedly, I would stay upstairs and peek from the safety of the second floor until I was sure of the visitor. My nerves had been so tightly wound that I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to breathe freely. But now, with Marcus confirmed to be gone, the fear in my chest eased just a little.Of course, the lies and secrets still lingered. They were ticking time bombs, and I knew that Asher’s pain and rage would be unavoidable w
Bound To My Sister's Husband Sixty-Three
Diana Arching my hips, I met Asher thrust for thrust and moved under him, moaning as he filled me.When the climax came, it came for us both. Our bodies fused in one shared hot, sticky release, and I shuddered, blasted by bombs of pleasure. Utterly spent, Asher’s chest rose and fell with each deep, relaxed breath. I smiled warmly as I watched him, this beautiful man who had become my entire world. My eyes were drawn to the trail of tiny hairs running from the base of his neck to his navel. Gently, I reached out and let my fingers brush against them, feeling their delicate texture.I began to rub his chest in slow, soothing circles, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my touch. The moment felt intimate and peaceful, but my mind couldn’t entirely escape the storm of thoughts brewing inside me.That menace Marcus was still here, somewhere in the house, and the thought sank my heart. I knew Asher loved me deeply and would do anything I asked, but how could I tell him to dismiss Marcus
Bound To My Sister's Husband Sixty-Two
Asher My guest, Marcus, whom I wasn't particularly fond of but saw as someone I could see an advantage in allying with, had arrived.When he arrived, I had many back-to-back meetings and had to introduce him to Eddie earlier. Now, I joined them as Marcus bowed respectfully.“My pack sends their greetings,” he said, offering several boxes of gifts.“That wasn’t necessary,” I said, trying to keep my tone neutral. Internally, I wondered why I would need gifts from someone here to borrow money.“The queen has prepared us a sumptuous dinner; let’s join her,” I said, leading him to the dining room.The table was set, with the cooks and maids waiting to serve, but I noticed Lila’s absence.“Send for the queen,” I said, washing my hands. One of the maids bowed respectfully and left to fulfill my order.She returned moments later, bowing apologetically. “My king, the queen seems to be under the weather. She’s resting in her room, covered in a blanket, and has requested broth to be delivered t
Bound To My Sister's Husband Sixty-One
DianaAfter successfully obtaining Theodore's hair, I went to the lab to get the testing done. But now I worried about what the technicians would think, and I had to navigate the delicate process of getting it tested without arousing suspicion.Being the supposed queen of the pack put me in the public eye. Gossip could spread like wildfire, and I needed to ensure this matter remained under wraps.I pushed open the door and slipped inside. The receptionist looked up as I entered and had a curious expression on her face. She recognized me and leaped off her chair.“My Queen,” she bowed.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "I need to get some testing done.” The head scientist, a man in his fifties with sharp eyes and a calm spirit greeted me. He didn’t strike me as someone who would spread rumors, but the people working under him might not be as silent."This is strictly confidential," I said, looking him straight in the eye when he led me to his office. "Can I trust
Bound To My Sister's Husband Sixty
Diana I was getting ready for the night when I suddenly looked up and saw Josh standing at the entrance of my room. His mop of curly hair made him look even more adorable.My heart swelled with love and affection for him. “Hey, sweetie, come here,” I said, patting the bed beside me.He looked at me with a sad expression in his eyes and took a small step forward, holding a stuffed rabbit. My heart went out to him, knowing how he had been feeling down lately. I had been trying to spend more time with him and make him feel better, but with my own problems of unmasking Eddie and his cohorts, I wasn’t giving him the attention he deserved.“Come on.” I opened my arms wide. When he reached the bed, I scooped him up in my arms, lifting him onto the bed beside me. He snuggled into my chest, his hands wrapped tightly around me. I held him close, stroking his hair and back. All Josh needed was love and reassurance, and even though he wasn’t my biological child, if the tide turned in my favor,
Bound To My Sister's Husband Fifty-Nine
AsherI lay in bed, sensing that something was bothering Lila. She was still, her back to me. I could feel the tension in her body in the way she held herself like she was trying to hold everything together.My hand rested on her hip. I waited for a response, hoping that she would relax into my touch. But she didn't. She didn't stiffen either, but she didn't melt into me like she usually did. Instead, she remained still, like she was a million miles away.Usually, when I touched her like this, she would turn around, snuggle into me, and we would spend the morning wrapped in each other's arms. I wanted to ask her what was wrong and fix whatever was bothering her. But I hesitated, knowing that sometimes, when she was like this, asking for answers only made things worse.So I stayed quiet, holding her, hoping that my presence would be enough to remind her that she wasn't alone. I held her close, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her gentle breathing.Perhaps she was struggling with
Bound To My Sister's Husband Fifty-Eight
DianaThe hotel doors slid open, revealing a lobby that screamed luxury. My eyes adjusted to the warm lighting that filled the space, scanning across the space in search of Eddie.I couldn’t wait to get this over with. I moved with quiet determination, making my way deeper into the lobby. Just as frustration bubbled to the surface, thinking the bastard hadn’t even shown up, I saw him. He was lounging on a sleek couch at the far end of the lobby, sipping a drink with the smugness of someone who thought they owned the world.When our eyes met, a wave of disgust crashed over me. I didn't bother to hide it. My stomach twisted, but I forced a cold, practiced smile onto my face as I approached him.“Oh, there you are,” Eddie drawled, his tone dripping with mockery. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.”I kept my eyes locked on his, refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking away. Bullies thrived on fear, and I wasn’t about to give him any power over me. His smile widened as he
Bound To My Sister's Husband Fifty-Seven
Diana I was halfway through my skincare routine, a ritual I’d adopted from Lila’s impossibly high standards. My naturally clear skin had never needed more than a splash of water and maybe some Vaseline on a bad day. But here I was, layering on vitamin C serums, retinol, and ridiculously overpriced products that smelled like spa treatments. It was wasteful, excessive, and insulting to the simplicity of my old life.I had nothing against skincare itself, but knowing that beneath Lila's glowing skin was a conniving, two-faced bitch made me hate every step of the process. A maid walked in, bowing awkwardly as if afraid of breathing wrong, and handed me an envelope. “From Beta Eddie,” she said.The sight of that envelope in her hands made my blood boil. Eddie was like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of and always lurking in the shadows, ready to spread his filth. What could he possibly want now? Another manipulative plea for attention? Another scheme to draw me into his web of lies an
