[Denali's POV]
My stepsister, Anastasia's, muffled moans called from the other side of the wall. They were followed by the light tapping of her bedframe, and they echoed around me, making it impossible to fall asleep. Of course, the minute our parents go out for a pack gathering, she brings a man home.
Groaning, I turn over and reach for my earplugs so I don't have to listen to her antics. I had plans for the next day and needed all the sleep I could get.
"Yes! Alexander! Harder! Fuck me harder!"
At her words, my heart lurches, and I find myself wondering if I'm simply mistaken, as there is no way it can be my Alexander; he wouldn't do such a thing to me, not after everything we had been through and how hard we had to fight to be together.
Remaining silent, I extend my senses to hear better what is happening but stop as a much-too-familiar energy presses against my skin, followed by a passion-filled cry from Anastasia.
Unable to sit back and listen any longer, I get up and quietly make my way across the room and then into the hall. What the hell was I even doing? Did I actually intend to catch them in the act so that the betrayal was further concerned? You're damn right, I was, and that was why I continued to move.
"Are you sure she isn't here?"
Alexander's voice is filled with worry, which makes this whole situation so much worse. Even when he was wary of being caught by me, he still happily fucked her. How did that even make sense?
"No," Anastasia pants. "Now stop worrying about her when your dick is in me. I'm the one that you're with, not her!"
Unable to watch anymore, I turn and stumble toward my room, but stop as the front door opens and the sound of my parents' voices drifts upstairs. They're loud as they move until I'm sure that they're at the bottom of the stairs.
"Girls!" My father bellows, further confirming my assumption. "Come down here!"
"Denali," he says, eyeing me curiously. "Is something wrong?"
"No, father," I respond, tearing my gaze away in shame over what he was about to discover. I was already enough of an embarrassment to him and even the pack; this would just further confirm that, and even though it kills me, I can't stop it from happening. "Everything is fine. Better than fine, really."
I already knew that when he saw Anastasia and Alexander together, he would be over the moon, as Alexander was an alpha's son and therefore the perfect match for her. From the start, henever thought that we fit, but because Alexander was so determined to be with me, he allowed it.
"Daddy!" Anastasia calls before my father can question mefurther. "You're home so early!"
"Surprise?" My father repeats, raising a brow. "What do you mean?"
Eyes widening, I snap my gaze to Alexanderas he averts his from me.
Mates… Did shereally just say that they were mates?
That was pretty fucking funny considering the fact that he was mated to me.
"Mates?" my father repeats, seeming in disbelief. "But I thought that he and..."
Nodding, I quickly scramble to my feet just in time to watch a man with striking white hair and piercing blue eyes, dressed in a butler's uniform, stroll into the house.
"Welcome," my father booms, greeting him while forgetting about the situation at hand entirely.
"Thank you for granting me this meeting," the man responds politely. "Are these two your daughters?"
"Mmm."
Growing quiet, the man takes Anastasia and me in for a few moments before furrowing his brows and rubbing his chin.
"Anastasia is obedient," myfather responds immediately. "But Denali has a bit of a temper."
"Then the one named Anastasia will do," the man nods. "The master likes his women to be obedient.Please do pack her things; I'll be waiting outside."