Love That No One Answers
I used to think that Arthur McKinley being my older brother was the luckiest thing that had happened to me.
But now, the very same wolf happens to be the most unlucky thing that has happened to me.
I'm not his biological sister. Most of my memories are filled with starvation, coldness, violence, lies…
Only when Arthur brought me back to the Starfall pack did I finally end my seemingly endless life of being a homeless Rogue.
He had given me the warmth and affection that I've never felt before, only to retract everything from me overnight.
This all happened just because I had confessed my feelings to him on the night of my awakening.
Isn't it natural for me to fall in love with a werewolf who takes immensely good care of me? Moreover, he's also my fated mate.
But the problem is, Arthur is my older brother even though we aren't related by blood.
It's fine. I believe that I have enough love and passion to melt his heart, just like how he had slowly etched himself into mine back then.
Because of that, I choose to not get in contact with my birth parents despite having located them. This is so that I can continue staying in the Starfall pack and by Arthur's side.
But everything has changed the moment he brings a she-wolf home and forces me to address her as the Luna.
That is the first time his words cut into my heart.
Well, I'm terrified of pain, and I'm also rather prideful. So, I lower my head obediently and say, "Hello, Luna."
That night, I immediately contact the Alpha and Luna of the Silverfrost pack, who are also my birth parents.