My Sister Chose the “Gentle” Wolf, and Sealed Her Fate Novel – My sister, Ava Sterling, and I were married to a pair of twin wolves. My sister got the black wolf, physically powerful, the heir to the werewolf clan, but born devoid of emotion or desire, with a violently savage temper. After the wedding, he abused her relentlessly. I was given the sickly white wolf, gentle and attentive. He later used his cunning to take the clan heir’s position for himself.
My sister, consumed by jealousy, poisoned me. When I opened my eyes again, we were both back on the day we were to choose our husbands. My sister rushed to pick the white wolf. I smiled to myself. Did she really think the white wolf was the good one? *** The matriarch of the Greyfang clan presented her twin sons, Mason and Caleb, before my sister and me. “These are my twin boys,” she said. “Each of you may choose one.” At her words, I looked up, stunned. Mason Greyfang, the eldest son, powerfully built, the future Alpha. Caleb, Mason’s younger brother, frail since childhood, a heart condition leaving him dependent on medicine.
I checked once, twice. They were really standing there. This wasn’t a dream. I had actually been reborn, back to this exact day, the day Ava and I were to choose our werewolf husbands. Ava immediately stepped forward and took Caleb’s hand, her eyes softening with false tenderness. “Caleb,” she cooed, “from now on, I’ll be your wife.” As she spoke, she shot a triumphant glance my way. It hit me then, she had been reborn too. Otherwise, why would she choose Caleb? Our family’s company, Sterling Enterprises, had generations of ties with the Greyfang corporate holdings.
That’s why Ava and I were sent here for this arranged union. In our previous life, hearing Mason was the heir and in perfect health, Ava, eager to become the Alpha’s mate, had chosen him without hesitation. But she never knew Mason was born without the capacity for empathy, his nature frighteningly volatile. Last time, no matter how hard she tried to please him, all she ever earned was a brutal beating. Meanwhile, the Caleb I married was gentle and doting, placing me at the center of his world.
He took me out daily, included me in every important event. Later, he used his cunning to have Mason killed and seized the heir’s title. I became the Alpha’s mate, gaining authority over the entire clan. Ava’s jealousy festered. She secretly released toxic gas into my room. I’ll never forget the look in her eyes then, pure, chilling malice. “Chloe,” she’d sneered, “you think becoming the Alpha’s mate makes you special? It ends now.” With my last ounce of strength, I’d drawn the dagger I always carried and taken us both down.
I just never imagined fate would throw us back together, reborn at the same moment. And now, watching her cling to Caleb’s arm, I knew my new life was about to begin. This time, I wouldn’t be bound by anyone.