Chasing the Luna he never noticed.

Alphas Duncan Preston pov

"Come with me into the shower." As she hang on my wrist, she pouted like a child.

I shook my head and stated emphatically, "I'm sorry, but I can't!"

She looked at me with furrowed brows as if she were upset. "Why?"

I coughed and avoided making eye contact with her, saying, "because you are no longer a child!"

"But I have seen you in the shower with that girl?!" she said, crossing her arms over her chest in a hurt voice. "Additionally, she is a complete stranger to you! But I'm your sister, Please." She pleaded with puppy eyes as if she were a helpless child.

I couldn't let her down, so I surrendered and said, "all right."

She took off all of her clothes in a split second as soon as we walked into the shower room, and I was completely speechless! That body belonged to a young woman, which I couldn't believe. It was difficult to keep my gaze away from her body as I gulped nervously.

My tongue, on the other hand, slipped a few words, "oh my! I was under the impression that your body was still that of a young girl, but-" I took a deep breath and tried to bring myself back to reality.

I was already breaking out in a cold sweat. She immediately turned her body around to face me and asked, "what do you mean?" After that, she pointed with her fingers to her breasts and said, "my breasts are developing now-"

Next, turning around, she arched her back to reveal, "and my hips are wider too and -" she continued.

"There is some hair down here," she said, placing her hand in between her legs, a little shyly but innocently, as she turned around again. "Do you think it's time for me to shave it?"

Because I didn't want her to be aware of what she was doing to me with her words, I trembled a little. That was completely inappropriate. She was a young woman who happened to be my younger adopted sister.

"Enough of this!" I yelled at her, making her startle a little bit. "Refrain from looking at me. Despite your age, you are still my sister."

Whether I was saying those words to myself to serve as a reminder or whether I was simply irritated that she was growing up, I couldn't tell.

Then, all of a sudden, she said to me, "Take off your clothes now."

Surprisingly, I drew my brows together. "What??!"

She explained with a shrug of her shoulders, "otherwise, you'll get soaked! Have you forgotten about bathing?" The fact that I was reacting in such a strange way puzzled her. I was aware of this, but she was unaware that my body was reacting in an inappropriate way, and I wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Oh no. I'm going to be fine," I said calmly. "All you have to do is turn around."

But she persisted, pleading with me, "please, please, please."

"All right," I said with a sigh. "but don't bother looking."

I quickly finished my shower and left, feeling ashamed and confused about my reaction.

I woke up gasping for air. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my surroundings, huffing and cursing under my breath, "the heck! The same dream again! What does that even mean?"

Mindy was my younger adopted sister. To be honest, she didn't know she was adopted. She couldn't remember the days before her adoption. She was small, as I had heard from my parents. But they didn't tell me the story before their death, and they went to their grave with the secret.

Not so young, honestly_ Mindy is twenty-one-years-old.

Mindy

"Baby, I've been missing you." Derek, my new boyfriend, came up to me and wrapped his arms around me like a bear hug.

Aw, I despise that guy and his snarky demeanor so much. He was just a braggart, and I didn't care for that kind of guy. Derek is a next-in-line Alpha. His father is the Alpha of the Dusk pack. I was sure he was Chasing me for something in between his obnoxious brain lines, or maybe he wanted to use me as a bridge to reach my elder brother. Nevertheless, I couldn't care less because he was doomed to failure anyway. No one had ever won because my heart belonged to only one person: Duncan!.

"But I Didn't Miss You," I smirked, teasing him and kissing his cheeks.

He pouted his lips, saying, "Oh baby, you always make me feel bad about myself." so f**king much! He wasn't even close to being a man in the traditional sense. But at the very least, I might be able to use him for tonight's party before kicking him out of my life and breaking up with him.

"All right, you're coming with me tonight," I said with a fake smile. "We're having a party at my house tonight, and you are invited." The two of us walked out of the college campus together to our cars in the parking lots. I linked my arms around his, and we continued walking.

"We?" he said, narrowing his eyes. To be honest, the significant exclamation mark over his face caused me to chuckle out loud.

You could tell from his facial expressions how surprised and excited he was.

"Yes, that's My brother's business party," I confirmed. "Duncan, on the other hand, will not object to inviting you. I was under the impression you were interested in meeting him." With his exuberance and animated facial expressions, I raised my irises.

In the name of the Moon Goddess, I swear, that idiot leaped into his place from pure joy. He had repeatedly requested that I allow him to meet my brother. Of course, not for my own benefit. But it was because he, like every other ex-boyfriend in my life, wanted nothing more than to have a connection with my brother Alpha Duncan. In addition to being the most successful businessman in the country, he was far too powerful, with his picture plastered all over the place, including street advertising banners and the pages of magazines such as The Economist and Forbes. And, to make matters worse, Duncan was more well-known than any of the world's movie stars. He was simply Alpha Duncan, the world's youngest and wealthiest businessman at the age of thirty-one. Not to forget he was ruling The Silver warriors pack since he reached twenty-one years old and all the packs of the werewolves all over the world respected him.

But for me, he was the center of my universe. After our parents passed away when I was twelve years old, he was the one who looked after me in all aspects of my life, including school. He was all over the place in my immediate vicinity. And I cherished the sensation of being loved by him.

He was the one who trained me on how to fight like warriors. He helped me when I turned eighteen, in my precious's night while I was shifting! And that was the issue. With every painful crack of my bones, I realized that my nose couldn't smell anyone else but Duncan! I realized that my heart was beating faster than usual because he was next to me. I became well aware that night that My elder brother Alpha Duncan was my mate!

However, that was the most challenging part because my feelings for him went far beyond simple brother and sister affection. It was an irresistible solid Bond. But he was unaware of it, and I didn't tell him. Trying my best to keep those strange feelings hidden by switching boyfriends every week was just a matter of trying my best to fall in love with another.

To everyone, I was the shallow, inebriated girl who enjoyed one-night stand relationships. However, the truth was that I have never allowed anyone to touch me. I was still a virgin at the time.

Suddenly, I called out, "Derek!" to remind myself to return from my zone. While I was getting into my red Porsche, I couldn't help but stare at him.

"Yes, darling," he said as he drew his body closer to my door.

"Please don't be late tonight. Simply put, a tuxedo is required. That is something I am confident you can do! I want Duncan to like you," I said to Derek. I was more instructing him about what he should wear. I gave him a friendly wink. Then I jumped into my car and drove away without waiting for him to respond. I was confident that he would show up, and my strategy always worked.

Every single party for Duncan was ruined by me by showing up in a sexy dress with my arms linked to a new boyfriend. And that always made Alpha Duncan enraged, to the point where he kicked the man from our house.

A house, what are the chances? There was a reason why we lived in something larger than a palace. We'd only recently relocated from our previous house to that one. Alpha Duncan had determined that we will require a larger space to host parties and private conferences for his business dealings in the future.

But I had a sneaking suspicion that something fishy was about to happen.

That's why I'd decided to be more prepared than I'd ever been that time around.

To reserve the entire beauty salon for today, I called my hairdresser. I really wanted to look f***ing sexy as bloody hell.

I desired for Duncan's gaze to be solely on me or to be roaming around me. His attractive features and muscular toned body, and his piercing blue eyes were constantly drawing my attention, and I couldn't help but notice them. But I wanted Duncan to notice me like a hot she-wolf, not a pup or his younger sister. My parents died ten years ago, and the time had passed. The difference between our ages was ten years. I became twenty-one, and he's thirty-one. I considered myself to be a complete woman. Every single man in the pack and the country drooled over my beauty, but he grew increasingly enraged as the days went on. I couldn't tell if he hated seeing me growing up fast into a mature sexy she-wolf and attracting more Alphas around me or what?

In regards to me, I was well aware that Alpha Duncan is overly possessive. He simply behaved in the manner of the protective older brother. On the other hand, I yearned for more from him __ For his touch as a lover, and for his kiss as a man, and for him as a mate. I wanted him to claim me, so f**king badly. I wanted him to sleep with me and that he forgets about his whores and only thinks about me.

In his life, he never dealt with whores; however, to me, every woman in his life was nothing more than a slut who wanted a piece of my Alpha Duncan, as well as his money and fame, and power. I was confident that none of them would love him as much as I did.

I was utterly smitten with him.

I sped up my drive to the beauty salon, where I parked my car and barged into the building. I didn't have much time because it was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon. The party was scheduled to begin at ten o'clock. I wished I could have arrived earlier.

"Good morning, sweetheart." My hairdresser, Jack, came over to greet me.

"Hello, baby," I said as I kissed his cheeks. I said it in a dejected tone.

He looked at me with a puzzled expression, "what's going on, darling? You appear to be in a bad mood." He does have a soft spot for me. He was, in fact, far too gay! But he was my best friend, so that was a plus. He was my secret keeper, and I had a great deal of faith in him.

He was the only one who was aware of my feelings for his brother, and he was the one who worked with me to develop strategies and plans for every situation that arose. He even assisted me in kicking a couple of girls who were loitering around Duncan. Jack was a great help to me in so many ways, and I valued his friendship tremendously.

I motioned for him to come into his office so we could talk privately, and he led the way. Once inside, he closed the door behind me as we walked through.

"All right, now," he said, placing his hands over my shoulders. "I'm worried." He let out a sigh.

My tears streamed down my cheeks as I nodded my head." I have a feeling Duncan is going to do something tonight. He announced completely out of the blue that he will be hosting a very important party in our palace tonight, and he appeared to be very serious and strict about it. He even commanded me to arrive early." In my explanation to him, I expressed my concerns.

He rubbed his chin and sat down in his chair, beginning to think, "okay, that's weird. He always asked you not to attend his parties, and even more importantly, he asked you to lock yourself in your room." Jack said something loudly as if he were asking himself more questions than he was telling me. And he was thoughtful in sharing his thoughts with me aloud.

I slammed my buttocks against the chair in front of him and yelled, "exactly!" I just blurted it out.

"Don't be concerned, girl," Jack said with a snap of his fingers. "It does not matter what he has planned for tonight. As we have done in the past, we will derail this plan. Have you invited your new boyfriend over yet?" He had questioned me.

"Yes, without a doubt, I did. Derek is handsome, and he happens to be the son of the dusk pack's alpha. I can already tell that his appearance will make Duncan extremely irritated. But-I'm still a little concerned." I swallowed and cleared my throat.

"For the time being, forget about it. I'll be right by your side. I'll accompany you to the party tonight." Jack informed me, which, to be honest, made me feel a little less anxious.

"Really?" I exclaimed with a wide grin. "Then let us begin our mission." As I stood up to show him, I clapped my hands together enthusiastically. "I bought a white sleeveless short dress that reveals almost half of my boobs and all of my legs," I explained this to Jack as we were leaving his office to go to his salon. I always explained to him what I was going to wear so that he could choose the best hair and make-up styles for me to wear that day.

Yes, I had to admit it: bottom gays were the best, and he was one of the best in that regard. Even so, he was an omega, but he was creative and unique as a hairdresser.

Mindy

I rotated my head to look at myself in the long mirror in Jack's beauty salon, and I couldn't keep my screams from coming out. I couldn't stop praising Jack, saying, "Wow, Jack! I think I'm adorable! Thank you so much for your assistance, sweetie. That is one of the reasons why I adore you." Jack got a chuckle out of it, and I winked at him.

"You look like a princess; Duncan will not be able to take his gaze away from you," Jack whistled. " That is something I am certain of."

"Oh, do you think so?" I said, making a puppy face. " I'm baffled as to why he doesn't notice me like a lady she-wolf. He simply prefers other women over me. I wish he'd take notice of me. Once in a lifetime." I sighed, my mood depressed and my frustration high.

Jack drew closer to me and hugged me, pressing his lips against my cheeks in an attempt to comfort my dying soul. "Honey, it's not easy for any Alpha to take notice of his little sister. Don't hold it against him. Perhaps he is well aware of how stunning you truly are. But he doesn't see you as anything more than a sister. Perhaps he simply cannot accept the mating bond and is doing everything he can to keep his feelings hidden." He explained it to me, and, yes, it was the truth, and I could comprehend it.

But no way in hell, I knew it was against human nature, but it was actually accepted by the werewolves. It has happened to many werewolves that they have been mated to their sisters. Getting mated between brothers and sisters was not strictly forbidden, but it was not encouraged. One of them should express dissatisfaction and rejection with the other. But, let's face it, the king was mated to one of his own sisters in ancient times. What makes you think I can't?

These are simply new rules that have been written down by the pack's authorities. Those were the days when I believed in the moon-goddess! However, I had faith in love as well. In addition, if the Goddess believes that falling in love with my brother is not forbidden and does not constitute incest, then why would I ignore the bond or keep it hidden from my brother Alpha Duncan?

I was in desperate need of an answer. Despite this, I was well aware that I would never care and would never be persuaded. My pushiness and lunacy may have contributed to my convincing myself that I would claim him as my own. I was well aware that we were on the verge of crossing a line, and I knew I couldn't just jump in and smash those lines. But what could I possibly do for my ailing heart?

I needed to find a cure for my illness, and the only thing that would help me was to spend time with my Duncan. He was my addiction!

It's impossible for any other woman to love or appreciate him as much as I do.

He was like the air I breathed in and out. He was the sun that shone brightly throughout my day. 'He was the moon that glistened even in the darkest night,' He was a source of motivation and inspiration for me. He was, quite simply and directly, everything in my life at the time.

If I were to lose him, I would also be losing myself. I would commit suicide in order to put an end to my miserable existence.

I adored him in a way that he could never comprehend. I was certain he would never guess that I regarded him as my mate rather than as my elder brother. Who can deny that my emotions and burning skin were visible every time I touched him?!

Was he really that totally blind?

My only option for claiming Duncan was to do something drastic. That is why Jack and I worked tirelessly for years to bring Duncan into my arms.

So far, he hasn't taken notice of me. And there were times when I considered telling him and confessing my true feelings for him, but Jack dissuaded me from taking that next step.

His prediction proved to be correct, and I'm afraid that if I confessed my feelings to Duncan, he might throw me out of his life for good. And I knew he wouldn't do something so harsh to me, but he might just stay away from me and set up new rules with new boundaries instead of punishing me.

How Duncan reacted to my actions or how he became overly possessive was bizarre and gave me a glimmer of hope.

He was adamant about how I pretended to be with my friends when I wasn't. That only served to remind me of how extremely jealous he was of seeing me with another guy.

However, it may be simply the love between the sister and the brother. Yes, he has been my guardian since I was twelve years old. As a result, he could simply be described as a protective brother, nothing more.

I was just hoping that my strategy would be successful at the time.

"Hey, girl, wake up," Jack said as he yelled at me to come back from my time out. We still haven't gotten around to dressing you. Clearly show how you look in your sultry dress for me. Let's get this party started. You don't want to be late for anything." Jack dragged me away from my grasp and into the dressing room.

Then I walked outside, flaunting my sexy body in front of him, asking him, "what do you think?" I wore my dress and high heels. I ruffled my hair in a concerted manner.

"Well, I think you might pass with that," he said with a broad smile. He teased me with a smirk on his face.

I shook my head, thinking, "just pass? The fact that you've ruined my mood makes me angry."

He chuckled and took my hand in his, saying, "baby, I was just kidding with you. You have a 100 percent chance of winning this time. I'm just hoping that your boyfriend will be as charming as you are."

Then I said something along the lines of "I hope so, but to be completely honest, Derek is more attractive than Duncan."

"Oh, are you falling for him or what?" Jack exclaimed as he widened his eyes. So, "if you believe that your new boyfriend is better compared to Duncan, why don't you spend your whole life with him and forget about Duncan?" Curiosity piqued his interest, and he asked me.

A portion of his question was partially correct. That was a question I had previously posed to myself.

However, the answer was straightforward: Duncan was my heart's desire. It was never about physical attractiveness or likeability in love. Its two souls come together and decide to form an unbreakable bond.

Duncan was different in every way; everything about him made me fall more in love with him and yearn for him even more intensely. But no other man can be compared to him in any way.

I made a concerted effort to fall in love with other men. Actually, they were all perfect, but perhaps my heart desired the flawed gentleman.

He was a man, not a superficial, emotionally immature teenager. He and my new boyfriend, Derek, are diametrically opposed on this point.

Despite his power and status, Derek was just a pampered rich guy who was obviously a moron, Foolish, and a superficial dipshit.

I just wanted to see Duncan again. Duncan was my true mate. I was certain of it in part of me. However, the other part informed me that he is not.

I sighed and placed my hand over my chest, on the side of my heart, saying, "I adore Duncan... No one will ever be able to take his place in my heart. So now, please allow me to contact my idiot boyfriend." I told Jack what I wanted to say.