Chapter 2

Swara’s POV

Luckily, my family was yet to be back.

I dialled his number again. He picked up on the fifth trial.

“Hey, Bram. Are you good? I got worried.” I asked in a rush.

“I’m sorry Swara. I got caught up in something. Happy Birthday, my love. I’m sorry I couldn’t show up this morning.”

“You could have called babe. I was left in the dark. I waited all day for you.”

Í know I kept you waiting and I’m deeply sorry, Swara. I will make it up to you, I promise. There is somewhere I’d love to take you soon.” I could hear a voice in the background and sudden silence. “I’ve got to go dear. We will talk later.”

“Alright.” Barely had I finished when he hung up.

His action took me by surprise. Was he in a meeting? He was acting strange. He’d normally excuse himself from a meeting to talk to me. And we’d talk for hours. But tonight’s call felt rushed and off.

I calmed my thoughts from running wild and thinking amiss. Alpha Bram will never hurt me deliberately like my father. He was one of the few people in my life that I could trust. Bram was trustworthy. I’m sure something came up that required his absolute attention and concentration. He probably had a low battery or his phone was not nearby to pick up my call.

I know I was not to see him except he sent for me, but I couldn’t help but worry.

I wrote a note for my family, leaving it on the centre table. The note read, “I went to see the pack doctor. I’m sick and need medications. I’m sorry I will be unable to show up for Saloni’s birthday party.”

I took out a few coins I had stored up in an embossed card box. I took a cab to Bram’s quarters in his family estate.

When I arrived at the estate, I could see the whole place buzzing. A red light glittering on the borders of the gate read, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALONI.”

Just Saloni.

Little did I know the party was going to be at Alpha Bram’s house.

Why did no one inform me? Not even Bram.

Even if our relationship was to be kept a secret, I wouldn’t have blown our cover. He could have trusted me enough to tell me.

I felt like turning back to go home. I didn’t want to interrupt and make him upset about showing up.

I decided to give him a heads-up that I was there. I dialed his number but he wasn’t picking up.

I made my way into the estate. I was allowed in. Everyone knew I was Alpha Miles’s daughter.

The party was one in town.

Even the butlers were exquisitely dressed. And the whole place was decorated like a wedding event.

It seemed to be a white party. Everyone wore white except for me. I wore green. I surely didn’t get the memo.

Wine and rich cologne permeated my nose. I looked everywhere for my family but it seemed they were yet to arrive or probably in a secluded area talking to Alpha Bram’s parents. They were relieved of pack duties and retired early. Their son ran the pack in good stead.

I decided to look for Alpha Bram but the whispers from people got me self-conscious. I wore green while they all wore white. Their faces looked like they needed an explanation for my rebellious dress.

“What are you wearing?” A trouble-looking nobody had appeared from nowhere.

“I’m wearing my dress.”

My response made him laugh and those around him chuckled.

“Of course, it is your dress. I think it was passed down to you from a maid. You seem cheap. You look cheap too.”

“You have no idea what you are talking about. My boyfriend got me this dress from Italy. Limited edition.”

“Oh, I was wrong. It was passed down to you from a cheap prostitute whose client lied to her about getting it from Italy. Tell me something – does this prostitute happen to be your friend?”

In terror and to my disbelief, he ripped a part of my dress to prove his point. A pound of my fresh thighs showed. I felt so embarrassed. But that was not the worst that could happen.

“You’ve got masculine thighs too. Tell me, what is a lowlife like yourself doing here?”

I wanted to tell them I was Alpha Miles’ daughter too. That would have sent chills down their spine and made them back off.

But the words were not forthcoming. Tears clung to my throat and I pushed past the crowd to get to the bathroom. First I need to cry my heart out before getting out of here.

I didn’t want Bram to see like this.

I could as well take him to that cheeky guy and he will beat him to a pulp.

As I ran, I bumped into an attendant. We both crashed on the floor. Falling clumsily on top of the attendant, I spilt wine all over my body.

That got the stares and laughter with a few “sorry” from the crowd.

The attendant lashed out at me. “Why weren’t you looking?”

Even an attendant could talk to me anyhow. He must have recognized I was a nobody with my torn and cheap dress.

By now, a tear had slipped from my cheek and I was almost going blind from my cloudy eyes.

I quickly got to the bathroom and splattered water on my dress. But it was already ruined.

A couple was right next to me but I could care less about their moaning and grunting.

Not until I noticed a familiar clothing on the floor. My head did an anti-clockwise spiral like I was in dreamland.

Bram had that type of shirt I was seeing on the bathroom floor.

I turned to see the couple wrapped in each other’s warmth and wetness. They were so preoccupied with grabbing their goodies and hardly noticing me. I thought my eyes were deceiving me when I saw Bram passionately kissing my sister as he was thrashing into her.

How could he be with another lady in such a public place where anyone could see him?

Or was this his reputation with the ladies?

I was the foolish romantic believing his lies and hiding our relationship status in secrecy – even when he was my fated mate.

I was about to leave when he pulled out from her and went down on her. His hardness glistened and shiny with thick-coated white cum, was bobbing up and down from orgasm.

I had never seen what he looked like down there. And I was angry that my sister was enjoying what was supposed to be mine.

I had to cover my mouth with my hand as I almost screamed.

It was my sister getting slutted out by my man.

The disbelief that Bram would hurt me this way had me transfixed to the spot.

He was milking my sister’s wet folds dry as he twisted her nipples with both hands.

He had her calling his name.

Could this be what kept him busy all day?

Soon she got off the high cliff and reciprocated the favour by sucking him off. He was resting comfortably against the wall while she faced my direction.

This time around, she maintained eye contact with me.

She knew all along I had been standing there. She only pretended not to know.

She gave me a smirk look. But maintained a lust-distorted face.

After she was done and he gave her a facial, she swallowed. “I want more of you, Bram. Tired of being your mistress only in bed.”

“I’m fated to Swara. I know she has a weak wolf and I’d get a lower rank in the pack hierarchy if I mate with her. But I need to get you pregnant so you can give me a strong heir that will take over when I’m finally mated to her.”

“That doesn’t make any sense to me.” She said in between kissing him. It was a deep wet kiss. Bram had never kissed me like that. And for that long.

He pulled her firmly to himself – her breast hardly breathing against his chest. She looked lovingly into his eyes as his hands rummaged through her bare butt in a lustful massage.

“I can’t carry your pups. Except you reject her. If you want an heir bad enough, you will reject her this minute. She’s been watching us. She knows everything now.” Swara heard her twin negotiate with her fiancé. They were supposed to be married after her wolf got stronger. But here he was promising another lady his love and loyalty.

He turned in shock to see standing there – a shadow of myself. My eyes spoke words my mouth could not utter.

Tears flowed freely down my cheeks. And I was too hurt to do anything about it.

Still, I waited for him to provide me with an explanation. I waited for him to push Saloni away and crawl to me.

I waited for him to cover his nakedness.

I waited for him to say something.

Rather he pulled Saloni to himself and uttered. “The day is finally here. I’m sorry Swara. We can’t be together.  Pull yourself for the day when I finally reject you. I won’t do that yet because I’ve hurt you enough. And that wasn’t my fault. You were only someone to be pitied. Because you kept forcing yourself on me. You are nice and sweet. Your second chance mate will be lucky to have you. Even though you have a weak wolf.”

His words rang like a bell in my head.

My brain pushed my legs to run. And I did. I wanted to beg him. But I wouldn’t give my twin sister the satisfaction.

I ran till I couldn’t see my path and stumbled upon a flower vase. I fell with a thud and two pairs of eyes peered at me – one in bewilderment and the other in triumph.