All Chapters of My Mate Can’t Forgive Me for My Sister: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Leah’s POVToday was my birthday, but hey, who’s counting? Oh, right—me. Because for the past seventeen years, I’ve been the family’s go-to servant, and guess what? This year is no different. Leah, wolfless and worthless, still here, serving.I waved the spatula, stirring the stew with a sigh. Outside, the waxing moon hung low in the sky, a pale ghost of itself against the brilliant blue of the summer afternoon. Soon, it would reach its fullness.“Leah!” My father’s voice snapped from just outside the kitchen. “Do you think your birthday gives you the right to laze around? Your guests are waiting, and you’re here daydreaming like some useless dog. Move it!”I clenched my jaw so hard it ached, forcing myself to turn away from the window. “Coming right up!”The moment I stepped into the crowded living room, “Well, well, there’s our birthday girl! Are your parents still keeping you locked in the kitchen, huh? Even today?” A family member asked. I smiled demurely but didn’t respond, foc

Leah’s POV“Get the hell away from her!” Aiden’s voice was a low, guttural growl. He grabbed me by the fur of my neck and yanked me back with immense force. Horror flooded me as I stared at Amelia’s crumpled form. Her once-silver dress was marred by deep crimson where my claws had hit her. The shock brought me back to my senses. Back to myself.My breathing came in ragged gasps as I fell to my knees, trembling. The last remnants of my wolf form melted away. I was human again—weak, vulnerable.I wrapped my arms around my exposed body.“Cover yourself, freak,” Aiden growled, his voice icy. With a swift tug, he pulled down a velvet curtain and threw it over me. I wrapped it around my bare body.But Aiden wasn’t done with me.His strong hands wrapped around my throat, lifting me off the ground so that I was forced to meet his gaze. His primal strength nearly suffocated me. His amber eyes burned with fury."If anything ever happens to Amelia," he said, his voice dangerously low, "I wil

Leah’s POV"Leah didn’t find the nectar," Aiden stated as my parents rushed in, his voice cold as ice. The brief flicker of hope in my parents’ eyes was quickly consumed by a fire of pure loathing."I knew it," Robert said, his voice dripping with contempt.“We should never have trusted you!” Vivian screeched, her face twisting in fury.I flinched, their words cutting deeper than any blade. "I swear, I searched everywhere. All night and all day. I nearly died—"“Oh please,” my father spat. “Always with the dramatics.”“The only one nearly dying,” Aiden said, stepping closer, his towering presence pressing down on me, “is Amelia.”I swallowed hard. The heat of his rage was almost suffocating. And I knew there was nothing I could say to change it. To them, my failure was just another confirmation of everything they already believed about me—that I was weak, useless. A mistake.Aiden’s amber eyes burned with decisiveness. “I’m going.”My mother gasped. “Aiden, it’s getting late, and it’s

Leah’s POV“Owww.” A groan escaped my lips as I stirred awake, my body protesting even the smallest movement. Pain radiated from the fresh wounds on my back, each lash mark burning like fire. My arms ached, my legs throbbed, and my hands were raw from my desperate search for Amelia’s medicine. Every inch of me bore the evidence of my failures.And today of all days would be my mating ceremony with Aiden.Dread curled in my stomach as I peeled myself off the bed and forced my aching body into the bathroom. The scalding water from the shower did little to soothe my wounds. But I stood under it anyway, scrubbing my skin as if I could wash away the shame, the guilt, the grief.My sister was dead.And it was my fault.I hadn’t killed her, but I had hurt her. I had failed to bring her the medicine she needed. And the only reason she was killed by that rogue was because I had left her alone for a few minutes. When I finally dragged myself downstairs, I found my parents waiting in the foyer

Leah's POVThe mating ceremony had finally ended. The air was thick with the lingering scent of wine, crushed flowers, and something else—humiliation. The dance floor was nearly empty now, save for Aiden and yet another girl draped over him like she belonged there. Her laughter rang out, bright and carefree, as if she had won a prize. And maybe she had.I was done. I sat by what was left of the campfire, staring at the dying embers. Their faint glow reflected the flickering hope inside me that I had tried to keep alive throughout the night.“Leah?”A gentle hand touched my arm. I startled, looking up to see the elder who had officiated the ceremony. His wise, old eyes carried the weight of knowledge I wished I could share.“It’s time to get ready, dear.” His voice was kind, almost regretful. He tilted his head toward the full moon above. “A particularly powerful moon for your consummation night.”A shiver ran down my spine, though it had nothing to do with the night’s chill. Righ