Bounded To The Wrong Twin

Hazel POV

“That Beta is quite the catch, Kate,” I heard my father talking to my twin sister with so much adoration he had never shown to me as I tried to gently make my way to my room. 

“This is good. It would bring more glory to our family’s name. My beautiful daughter mated to a Beta,” my step mother continued to praise my twin sister.

You see, my father is not of a high rank but he is what you call ‘comfortable’. He’s a Gamma, the leader of military forces for our pack. To the outside world, he’s the perfect father but the truth is that he loathed me, his daughter for the longest time.

This all started immediately when I was born. It was inevitable but immediately I was born, my mother died from excessive blood loss and my father blamed me for it. I am a twin but I take the blame for coming out first, retracting and coming out last. 

My mother, who was a twin herself, was a witch. My mother’s sister cursed me from the day I was born. I never realised the weight of the curse till I turned twenty with no mate or wolf in sight.

My father married Louisa, my stepmother, about a month after we were born, and she loathed me even more because I looked more like my mother, whom she had despised even while she was alive, despite being her friend.

While they all seemed distracted by celebrating Kate, I snuck up the stairs to my room to clean myself up. Thankfully no one seemed to have noticed my absence all night.

I had a great yet terrible experience throughout yesterday and I noticed the mark on my neck.

F*ck! It was a bite mark. 

How could he mark me

If anyone saw this mark, I could be done for.

To be marked and unmated was a very terrible thing in the werewolf territory. I could get thrown out of the park if the Alpha knew and worse I couldn’t even recognize who had marked me. I needed to hide this and fast. I got out of the shirt and placed it in my closet.

“Didn’t know you got home early from your job, human.” Kate said as she stepped into the bathroom. "Whose shirt were you in?"

"Nobody's."

"Nobody's shirt," she repeated. 

I tried to hide the mark on my neck with my scarf, but she noticed my movements.

“What are you hiding?” Kate said, striding towards me as she closed the distance between us in four steps, her hands grabbing my wrist as she pulled it roughly.

I tried to pull back but she was stronger. My hand came away from my neck.

“A bite mark!” She laughed cruelly. “So you’re so pathetic you couldn’t even wait to see if the moon goddess would pity you to send you your fated mate, you had to go wh*r* yourself out just because Ryan chose me and not you. And to think Ryan wanted to explain things to you before marking me.”

I raised my hands to hit Kate but she caught it on time, dropping it forcefully.

“You know you told father to send me there to work for the Crown Alpha knowing what today meant for everyone. I’m sure you were the one who planned for me to be placed in the Prince Alpha’s chambers as well. You planned all this knowing I was going into heat today.”

“Oh shut it, and so what? You think you can walk around here, prance with that gorgeous Beta and go Scot free. You’re lucky he’s my mate, we were already f*ck*ng for two years now before you planned on accepting him as your chosen mate but guess moon goddess had other plans.” 

In anger, I wanted so much to push her as I touched her shoulders but she yelled knowing my intent. 

“Dad, Mum!”  Kate shouted to the living room downstairs.

“Please, Kate, no!” I pleaded. 

“The wolfless girl got marked by someone, and she dared to hide it from us!”

What the hell-“ my father yelled as he stomped his way through the stairs and into my door. 

My father burst into the room. I tried to back away as they walked towards me but my back had hit the cold wall.

Kate snatched my arm which held the scarf tied around my neck exposing the bite on my neck more visible to the light.  

My father came closer as I cowered in fear, he took a look at the bite mark in surprise.

“This mark looks like it was left by a powerful wolf,” he muttered. “Tell me child, who marked you?”

Like on cue as the word ‘powerful’ and a calm demeanor washed over my father, both my twin sister and stepmother stared at me with dirty looks.

I didn't want to answer, I could barely believe my father when he mentioned it but I knew that a response must be given when spoken to unless.

“I don’t know,” I whispered.

Where is he then?” His voice price from the calm look he had.

Probably at the pond where we met. “I, I just left. I ran back knowing I had to prepare dinner, I didn’t know I was marked,”

“She lies father. I guess he ran off,” Kate sneered. “I told you, a wolfless sl*t like her would not be wanted by anyone, much less a strong wolf.” 

“Kate, you scheming bit—“ my voice was cut shut as I felt a hit from my left side as my father struck my cheek. My father is a really strong Gamma and immediately I fell to the ground on the other side of the room.

“How dare you call your future Beta Lady a b*tch when you don’t even know who marked you!” My father yelled at me. “I shouldn’t have accepted you when that lowly servant gave you to me after you killed your mother. I should have just given you up,” my father said, shaking his head.

“But father—”

“Oh shut it, you liar,” my step mother said as her hands slapped me next. “We give you food and clothe you and this is how you repay us by getting marked and almost stealing Kate’s mate”

“What? I did not—“

The third slap came swiftly from Kate herself as I yelped not expecting it. “That’s for almost pushing me down the stairs,” she said as both my father and step mother started to beat me. 

I started crying as I recollected what happened hours ago. 

Fourteen hours ago

I had agreed to sleep with my boyfriend Ryan for the first time tonight, at our first mating ceremony. Under the French maid uniform the Crown Alpha demanded for tonight’s event, I wore the black lace lingerie I had saved for months to buy. Ryan had whispered more than once how badly he wanted to see me in something like that. How he wanted me.

I was in a uniform for the occasion as apparently the Crown Alpha likes it. It was the full French maid uniform—the deep gloss satin dress and all. The entire outfit itself was not bad. It even transformed me into the living embodiment of the classic French maid which some men desire but it wasn’t what I wanted to lose my virginity in. Still, for Ryan… I would have worn anything.

I pushed open the door to his private suite with a nervous smile, heart racing with anticipation.

I froze. 

He was stark naked, how I wanted him but in another sight.