Cursed Wolf: Mated to My Brother

Cursed Wolf: Mated to My Brother

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Synopsis After the death of his father, Alpha Aiden Blake finds a hidden letter that hints at secrets surrounding his father's death. Desperate for answers and to find his mate, he visits the pack's seer, who tells him that his true mate is in the pack, Brickstone Pack. At a festival organised to bring the pack together, Aiden's sister Camila unexpectedly transforms into a white wolf, shocking everyone. But such transformation is considered a curse. At that point, Aiden realizes that Camila, his sister is his mate, but he is pressured to reject her for the sake of the family's name. Will Alpha Aiden yield to their pressure? How does Camila feel about the whole thing, after not shifting appropriately? How is it possible for Alpha Aiden to be mated to his sister? What is the secret behind the whole thing and their father's sudden death?

Chapter 1 Confused

CAMILA POINT OF VIEW

My life hasn't been easy since I turned eighteen years old. I remember watching everyone turn into their wolf form. But I remained human, no wolf and no mate.

I was lost in thought that I didn't know when my mum walked into my room.

"Camila," my mum yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I've been standing here for the past twenty minutes but you refused to answer me, what level of disrespect is that," she sneered, with hatred evident in her voice.

"I'm sorry mum, I didn't know when you walked in," I apologised in my calmest tone, because I don't want to piss her off again which might lead to her hitting me.

I've become a punching bag for my mother, any little mistake she is going to hit me. I've learnt to adapt to the pain and hitting. Even my dad and my brother can't save me when she hits me, they just watch her while she hits me.

Since I didn't shift to my wolf form when others were shifting during the full moon, the hatred in my mother's heart began to spread. Rumours began to spread that I'm a witch, which I refuse to believe because my mother and my father are a pure breed of werewolf.

I now live in the shadow of myself, I don't go out, I don't socialise with other members of the pack, because they consider me a living curse.

The hot slap that landed on my cheeks made me aware that my mother is still in the room with me, "You this disgusting, wolfless piece of shit, you have grown wing and you are now talking back at me," she hit me again, as I fought the tears that threatened to flow down my eyes.

I think I'm used to the pain, but no I'm not. It breaks my heart to know that my mother is the one hitting me.

"Next time when I'm talking to you, you don't talk back," she pulled my hair, and I screamed in pain.

One of the maids rushed inside my room. "Luna, the Alpha requests for your presence," the maid reports, and she bows her head down, looking at her feet.

"I'm still coming back for you," she told me, and she hissed and walked out of my room, not without banging my door in annoyance.

I curled my bed in the bed, bawling my eyes out. A few minutes later, there was a light knock on my door, and I shook in fear thinking it was my mother again. On another thought, my mum doesn't knock on my door, she alway bash in.

The door creaked open, and my brother, Aiden, stood at the entrance of the door with pity in his eyes. I quickly looked away from him, and fixed my gaze on my bookshelf.

Lately, I've been feeling one kind of strange connection between us which is not supposed to be. Such a connection only happens between fated mates, and the moon goddess can't mate me to my brother. It has never happened in the history of werewolves.

"Camila," Aiden called in a soothing voice, funny enough that made me calm down which is totally strange.

"Aiden," I called back in a soft tone.

"Mummy hit me again," I told him, sniffing back my tears. He walked towards my bed and pulled me in his warm embrace and it felt so good.

"I was hearing everything at the entrance, I'm the one that instructed the maid to bail you out," he muttered.

"I'm sorry you have to be treated like that," he detached from the embrace, and he cupped my face into his large palms.

I was lost staring at his captivating green eyes, as he brought one finger to wipe away the tears that were rolling down my face. I felt a spark when his finger came in contact with my face, which I know he felt too because he moved his act away from my face immediately.

"What is wrong?" I asked curiously, searching his eyes for an answer.

"Ehem, hee... No...." he stammered, and I kept staring intently at him, even though he tried to avoid my gaze.

"I have a meeting with my father, I will talk to you later," he said, as he walked out of my room.

I held his hand, "Not even a peck, Aiden," I pouted, and he reluctantly pecked me on my forehead. "Not like I can reject your pout," he whispered, with that he walked out of my room.

I lay down back on my bed, as I resumed back to my depressing thought. I didn't know when I drifted off to sleep. I suddenly woke up with a jeck, because I had a bad dream which felt so real, cold sweat broke out on my face, as I shook in fear.

After calming down a little, I heard a loud agonising scream that made my heart skip a beat.

"What happened?" I muttered under my breath, as I hurriedly wore a robe on my dress as I walked out of my room.

I saw a maid rushing to the direction of my father's study, and I tried to stop her to ask what happened, but she seemed in a rush.

'Did Aiden and father get into a fight?' different thoughts filled my mind.

But what I saw was far worse than the fight, what I saw broke my heart into millions pieces. I fell down on my knees with a loud thud, and I screamed my lungs out. My tears blocked my vision, that I didn't feel the pain on my knees.

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