My heart stops. For a moment, everything around me falls away. The people, the noise, the ballroom—all of it disappears as I stare at him. My chest feels tight, like I can’t breathe, and my mind goes blank. It’s him. The man who kissed me, who left me reeling with emotions I didn’t even understand… is Lilly’s fiancé. … After watching the brutal death of her father in the Vanderwilson pack at the age of 10, Agatha’s life has been nothing but a nightmare. Lycanless and powerless, she’s trapped in a world where strength is everything—and she has none. Her stepfather Nick’s abuse keeps her in the shadows, and her once-loving family now feels like a distant memory. But when her sister Lilly announces her engagement to the new Alpha of the Vanderwilson pack, Agatha is forced back into the world she was rejected from. At Lilly’s lavish engagement party, Agatha crosses paths with a mysterious man in the garden—an encounter that stirs a deep, forbidden connection within her. But when she learns that the man is none other than Lilly’s fiancé, her world shatters. Agatha’s heart is torn between a burning attraction and her loyalty to her sister. With secrets lurking beneath the surface—ones that could destroy her world —Agatha must decide whether to follow her heart or protect the ones she loves. In a world ruled by Lycans, what happens when the real danger comes from within? Betrayal, forbidden love, and dark secrets collide in My mate is my brother-in-law and the alpha —a heart-pounding, emotional rollercoaster you won’t be able to put down
View MoreAgatha’s POV1 hour later...I looked like a creep.I felt like a creep.I knew I wasn’t a creep, but let’s be honest—I had no way to justify my actions. Because why, WHY, had I been standing in the same exact spot for a whole hour, watching that?I had walked into the tent looking for answers. Instead, I had found Mattew—serious, borderline sociopathic, terrifying Mattew—ruthlessly plowing into Paris like he was trying to single handedly end a bloodline.And yet, I hadn’t moved.I should have left. The normal thing to do would have been to spin around and sprint out of there the moment I saw naked limbs tangling and heard sounds I will never unhear. But no, my idiot brain had decided to short-circuit, leaving me rooted in place like some deranged voyeur.What the hell are you doing?! Caroline’s voice hissed in my head. My wolf was practically vibrating with disbelief. MOVE! LEAVE! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE YOU FRY
Agatha's POVIt’s been two days since we arrived at this so-called rogue camp, and let me tell you, I’ve learned more than I ever wanted to know.First off, I think I might actually be allowing myself to fall in love with Luis, and for the first time in my life, I don’t feel guilty about it. And before you ask—yes, I am aware that this is terrible timing, considering we’re technically in enemy territory. But feelings don’t care about logic.Unfortunately, Caroline has developed a full-blown obsession with Luis. If she says his name one more time, I swear I will throw her into the freezing lake nearby.Secondly, this isn’t actually a rogue camp. Turns out, Luis and I were completely off-base assuming these people were criminals. They only look like rogues because they’re operating behind enemy lines. Katherine told me they’re part of the powerful Lycan royal pack—the same one my region has been at war with since before I was even born. So, yeah. That’s a fun revelation. I’ve been unknow
Agatha's POVIt’s been two days since we arrived at this so-called rogue camp, and let me tell you, I’ve learned more than I ever wanted to know.First off, I think I might actually be allowing myself to fall in love with Luis, and for the first time in my life, I don’t feel guilty about it. And before you ask—yes, I am aware that this is terrible timing, considering we’re technically in enemy territory. But feelings don’t care about logic.Unfortunately, Caroline has developed a full-blown obsession with Luis. If she says his name one more time, I swear I will throw her into the freezing lake nearby.Secondly, this isn’t actually a rogue camp. Turns out, Luis and I were completely off-base assuming these people were criminals. They only look like rogues because they’re operating behind enemy lines. Katherine told me they’re part of the powerful Lycan royal pack—the same one my region has been at war with since before I was even born. So, yeah. That’s a fun revelation. I’ve been unknow
Lilly’s POVI scowl and turn on my heel, speed-walking away before I do something embarrassing like trip over a severed limb. I don’t dare look back, but I can feel him watching me as I disappear into the trees.Who the hell was that guy?You called him an angel, Lilly. Are you being serious right now?He just murdered those guys, and I wasn’t even scared. I was mesmerized. MESMERIZED. Like some kind of blood-drunk idiot. And his tattoos? They were detailed, intricate, almost like old paintings. One in particular looked familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve seen it before. Great. Another thing for my ever-growing "figure out later" list.Right now, I need to get somewhere safe. I need to process everything I just discovered.Agatha isn’t my real sister. She’s a princess. And apparently, the key to everything.Dad had a secret alliance with the Lycan clan from Europe.Another war brewing; apparently two wars weren't good enough for them.Alexander is a sick, power-hungry lunatic.A
Lilly’s POVI scowl and turn on my heel, speed-walking away before I do something humiliating, like trip over a severed limb. I don’t dare look back, but I can feel him watching me as I disappear into the trees.Who the hell was that guy?You called him an angel, Lilly. Are you being serious right now?He slaughtered those men like they were nothing, and yet… I wasn’t even scared. I was mesmerized. Those tattoos—detailed, intricate, like paintings. And one in particular—it looked familiar. But where had I seen it before? Ugh. Add that to my ever-growing list of “figure out later.”For now, I need to get somewhere safe. Somewhere I can breathe, process, think about the absolute disaster my world has become.Agatha isn’t really my sister. She’s a princess and apparently the key to some grand scheme.My dad was close with the European Lycan clan. Why?The war .Alexander is a psychotic, power-hungry bastard and the mystrious reason why he is even here instead of fighting the war he appear
Lilly’s POV"Now that I can see your face clearly, you're really pretty. Isn’t she?" The man grabs my face roughly and yanks it toward the others.There are four of them, not counting Bob—who is still clutching his mangled leg like it personally betrayed him. His face is scrunched up in pain, but at least it’s healing already, right? Silver lining.The other men nod in agreement. Well, except for Bob. Bob is still staring at me like I owe him financial compensation for his suffering. Maybe if I kissed his wound and apologized, he’d stop glaring at me like that?"Well then," the man holding me says. And just like that, he shoves me onto the ground. Hard. My top is yanked over my head, covering my face.What. The. Actual. Fuck."Wait! What do you think you’re doing?!" I shout, my voice shaking.I need to calm down. If they’re about to do what I think they’re about to do, panic will only make it worse. Fear excites bastards like these.I suck in a deep breath, but my top is still coverin
Lilly's lungs burned as she tore through the shallow woods, her feet pounding against the cold earth, heart slamming against her ribs like a war drum. She didn't dare look back. The men from the Winterfall mansion were on her tail, and their footsteps sounded too close.“Faster, Lilly, faster!” she practically screamed at her own legs, begging them to move even though they felt like lead. The branches scratched her bare arms, but she didn’t care. Pain was better than getting caught.“We can’t let her get away! Do you understand me?” one of the men growled behind her, his voice low but urgent.‘Yeah, well, good luck with that,’ she thought, a wild grin flashing across her face despite her fear. She was fast—always had been. And if she could make it to the deep part of the Winterfall woods, she could lose them for sure.She pulled her gun from her waistband and blindly fired over her shoulder. The loud pop-pop shattered the stillness of the forest.“Ah!” A man screamed in pain, and she
Lilly crouched on the thick branch of the old oak tree, her fingers gripping the rough bark as she steadied herself. The Winterfall mansion loomed before her, its darkened windows staring back like hollow eyes. A cold breeze rustled through the night, sending a chill down her spine, but she ignored it.She hadn’t been here in years.Not since the night she left.The memory was fresh, like an old wound reopened. The cold corridors, the heavy silence, the unbearable weight of her father’s death pressing down on her. She had escaped that night, vowing never to return.Yet here she was.With a heavy sigh, she reached for the familiar window on the east wing, pressing her fingers against the frame. It was still loose—just as it had always been. With a careful push, she eased it open and slid inside, landing on the wooden floor with a soft thud.The air inside was stale, thick with dust and memories. The east wing had been off-limits for years—her father’s private space, filled with history
Amelia stared at the sun through the window, barely registering the monotonous drone of the lecture in the background. It had been three days since Agatha and Luis had vanished without a trace. This morning, whispers spread that Lilly—the soon-to-be Luna—was also missing from Vanderwilson. Their mother was worried. Even their usually unshakable father seemed tense. But Amelia? She couldn’t care less. The only thing consuming her thoughts was the most efficient and agonizing way to kill Agatha. Nick had given her the order, but she hadn’t needed much convincing. Hurting people, watching them writhe, seeing the light flicker from their eyes—it was a high unlike anything else. And Agatha? She was the perfect prey. The odd lycan child, the winter fall princess who came to Vanderwilson as nothing but now has everything, walking around like she wasn’t the biggest threat to everything Amelia held dear. A smirk curled Amelia’s lips as she scribbled absentmindedly in her notebook. Beside he
PrologueThe woods are alive, and not in the Disney-princess-singing-to-animals way. No, they’re alive in the “I’m going to eat you and laugh about it” kind of way. Every shadow feels like it’s plotting my downfall. Every crunch under my foot screams, “Here I am! Come and get me!”I’m trembling so hard I might as well be auditioning for a haunted house attraction. Dad marches ahead, calm as a cucumber—or at least trying to look like one. Me? I’m holding onto his jacket like it’s a lifeline, my nails probably leaving permanent holes.“Stay close,” he mutters.No problem there, Dad. I’m basically glued to you.Then I see them.Four Lycans. No, monsters. Each one looks like it’s been sculpted from nightmares. Muscles ripple under matted fur, and their glowing eyes fix on us like we’re the appetizer and dessert rolled into one. My legs turn to jelly. My brain says, “Run,” but my body replies, “Nope.”“Agatha, behind me,” Dad orders. His voice is steady, but I can feel the tension radiating...
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