Mated With My Sister's Boyfriend

It was a chilly night and Alessandra was out for a run. Thump, thump, thump, her heart was racing as her paws hit the ground in quick motions. Her gray fur shone in the moonlight as she pushed herself to go faster. She had to beat Kacy Falls at the next wolf race and she refused to lose to her again. Alessandra enjoyed competing in races but not as much as she loved winning. Granted her sister could participate too, but she was too busy preparing herself to be the new Luna of Blood Moon. That's right. Her sister Isabel was the next Luna of the pack and it was a unique situation.

Isabel wasn't the mate of the Alpha but they're so madly in love it doesn't matter. The pack has learned to accept it because Isabel is of beta-blood, but the elders are still resistant. Alessia does feel bad for Zane's mate though, what a terrible situation it will make for them.

ALESSANDRA ROMANO

Ally get home now.

Coming mom.

I pushed myself to go faster as I made my home. Shifting behind a tree, I put on my gray sweatpants and white tank top before heading into my home.

The smell of my mother's cooking made its way to my nostrils as the door behind me closed with a loud thud.

"Are you trying to break my house!" my mother yelled from the kitchen.

"It was the wind!" I replied.

She's too dramatic.

"Go clean yourself up, your father is returning with the Alpha for dinner."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes, you have to! And please wear a formal outfit for once."

"Fine."

After a nice long shower, I changed my clothes, put on a nice dress, and curled my hair before heading downstairs for dinner.

"Papa!"

I ran to my dad and gave him a big hug. He had been away for pack business for nearly a week.

"There's mio tesoro."

Turning to the Alpha I bowed my head to show respect.

"Alpha."

"No need for that Alessia, we're all family here."

"Yeah, Ally, we're all family here." said the pompous jerk who will soon be my brother-in-law.

Zane De Luca happens to be the love of my sister's life and my future Alpha. I've been dealing with him for as long as I can remember. He's my brother's best friend and my sister's boyfriend, but with me, it's a whole other story. We never get along and it makes no sense since he gets along perfectly with the other Romano siblings.

Personally, I don't like him. He's way too handsome and his ego is bigger than Mount Everest. Not going to lie, Zane and Isabel always had this romance kindling in between them since we were little and I know he would die if he had to for my sister. I'm glad she has someone like him looking out for her. The girl has endured enough pain to last a lifetime.

Don't call me that Zane," I say while rolling my eyes. Perhaps it's disrespectful to roll your eyes at the future alpha but he's also my future brother-in-law so I get a pass.

"What? Isn't Ally your name?"

"Ugh!"

Grabbing a pillow from the couch, I lean over and chuck it straight at his ugly face.

That's a lie, his face should be illegal because it's just that good-looking.

Shut up Leya!

What? It's true.

Shouldn't my wolf be on my side?

I was caught off-guard by the mind-link between my wolf and me that I didn't even realize the pillow that was being chucked at me.

Don't get me wrong I have a hell of an arm but compared to Zane's alpha genes it's nothing.

"OUCH!"

"Alessandra and Zane, cut it out !" my mother yells.

"She started it!"

"No, he did!"

"It's like they're still children," my papa says.

"You'd think he would be more mature considering his alpha title is only 2 years away," Alpha Gio says.

"Screw this I'm out," Zane says slamming the backyard door shut on his way out.

What a drama queen.

"I apologize for his behavior, it's just after Lucile's death he hasn't been himself."

Luna Lucile passed away three years ago, I was about 14 at the time, and Zane was 16. She was the light of the pack, her luminous glow spread to every corner and our park thrived. Luna Lucile was exactly what she needed to be, a luna, a protector, a mother, a lover, and a giver. Her fierce nature made her such an enjoyable person and she was the person who kept our Alpha in check.

She was like Isabel.

They truly were a match made in heaven. What Alpha Gio lacked she had, and what she lacked he had. They were perfect and it was every wolf's dream to have a love like that.

Then on the unfortunate day of November 23rd, we lost her. She died a heroine. When the rogues attacked she gave up her life to save hundreds, and for that, she'll always be with us. Sadly, her passing left a void in the pack and though we have all moved on, a sadness still lingers. It is present in the Alpha's eyes as he talks to pack members, it is present in Zane's eyes when he is reminded of what he lost, it is present in all of us.

"This is the problem I'm talking about Antonio, he needs his mate," the Alpha remarks.

"What? Are you saying my daughter isn't good enough?" My papa defends Isabel but I know he is not the biggest fan of the union either. He and my mom have always pushed the importance of finding your mate onto all of us.

"Of course not, Isabel will be a fabulous Luna, but he needs his mate. Someone to keep him in check to tame his wolf, and I don't know if you've noticed but Isabel isn't what he needs."

A growl erupted from my father's throat.

Growling at the Alpha? Big no-no.

"Antonio!"

My father bows his head, showing his submission. They might be best friends but the only person equal to the alpha is the luna.

"So Alessandra, how do you feel about turning 18 soon?" Alpha Gio asks in an effort to change the topic of conversation.

I cannot tell you how many times this question has been asked by people in my pack. I for one don't care that my mate will be able to sense me now that my true scent will be "coming out."

My goals in life are simple, I want to go to school to be a doctor and open my own practice near the pack while continuing my training and I believe it's pretty simple. A mate would only complicate things and I do not have time for that.

"Not much."

"Not much? You could find your mate!"

"I don't want a mate."

"But you're a female Alessandra, you need a male to survive."

This time the growl came from my throat

.

"Stay in your place she-wolf."

The words came out of his mouth like venom as if I was below him. In rankings, yes, an alpha tops a beta but my wolf was not backing down. Leya was a stubborn wolf as well as a strong one. She would not tolerate disrespect from anyone. Don't get me wrong, I loved her for this trait but I knew it would cause problems in the future or right now.

"My daughter does not need a male to survive, she is perfectly capable on her own. After all, she is a Romano," my dad said, clenching the fork tightly in his hands.

"I didn't mean to offend you it's just-"

"Let's end this conversation right here Gio."

Alessandra sat by her windowsill looking at the night sky as she imagined how her birthday party would go down. A big party was being thrown for her and Isabel since they were to be adult wolves soon. Her mother had always been one for grand things and had begun planning a month ago. Big parties, expensive ball gowns, luxury dinners, and lavish decor all scream Valentina Romano.

However, these materialistic values were not passed down to the youngest Romano. Alessandra enjoyed dressing up and primping out, but she did not enjoy having all the attention on her.

She could already imagine the grueling pain of having to fake a smile and talk about what a joy it is to turn 18.

Though she wanted to focus on the idea of the party, questions started swirling in her mind like a tornado.

Would she find her mate? What would happen to Zane and Isabel?

Alessia wasn't ready for a mate. Most males want a pup at the female's very first heat and Alessia did not want a pup anytime soon. Then her Alpha's questions came to her mind. Could she survive without a mate? A female's heat could be deadly without the presence of her mate. She's even heard that sometimes a wolf will stop interacting with their human if rejection occurs.

Could she live without Leya?

She couldn't bear the thought. Leya was her other half, the better part of her. A life without her would be like a life alone.

"Oh, Goddess I beg you! Please do not curse me with a mate." Alessandra prayed, hoping Selene would listen.

She just wanted to enjoy her last month as a 17-year-old. A girl with no worries, a girl with no problems, a girl with no mate. She just wanted to be Alessandra Romano, the beta she-wolf who could take down some of the toughest in her pack.

It's Friday night. Friday night can mean a lot of things to people but to the Blood Moon Pack's adolescents, it meant parties. The type where you can feel the booze flooding your bloodstream and putting your mind into a temporary haze. The type where the music controls your movements and nearly bursts your eardrums. The type where the bed squeaking above and the moans and groans don't bother anyone. Why? Simply because it was Friday, and Friday was the one day where you could forget.

I fell into the one percent of the pack's population that didn't enjoy these parties. Okay, maybe I was the only person that didn't enjoy these parties. I never needed to forget anything, and I didn't want to forget anything. The present is a different story though. I need to forget the fact that in exactly 20 days I will be turning 18 and could possibly find the person to whom half my soul belongs. No fucking pressure there.

So here I am, in front of my full-length mirror inspecting my appearance before I go out in an attempt to forget. My body has been squished into a burgundy colored dress that hugs my body in all the right places. My boobs appear to be, well, apparent and my butt is even more prominent than it usually is.

Oh, goddess bless me.

Walking into the party I'm hit with the smell of weed, sweat, and alcohol. All around the room there are people dancing, grinding, kissing, and just partying.

"Alessia!" I hear a screechy voice say.

"Oh..hi Jackie,"

Jacqueline Freeman is the definition of mean. In my whole high school experience, I've only had one boyfriend. Guess who messed it up, Jacqueline Freeman. Walking in on your boyfriend and Jackie doing the dirty is something that can scar someone for life. Ever since that horrid night, I have stayed away from the male population.

She sounded like a dying cow.

I don't need to relive the moment Leya.

Most of my anger was aimed at Jaden because he was the one I was dating. He had made a commitment to me and he went back on it. Then I found out that Jacqueline had spread rumors about my sex life with Jaden and had called one of my best friends a slut. So yeah, not her biggest fan.

I wasn't heartbroken or anything, I wanted to break up with Jaden soon anyway. I just didn't expect it from him because before he was my boyfriend he was my best friend. I knew that Jackie and Jaden continued to see each other after, even if it was just sex it hurt to know that Jaden had once been my best friend and now he hardly looks at me. On the rare occasion we did make eye contact he would give me an awkward smile, look down, and walk away.

"So what are you doing here? You don't seem to be the party type."

"I'm not."

I walked away from her, making sure to bump her shoulder on my way. I grabbed a drink from the closest bystander and gulped it down at once.

"Hey! That was my drink!"

"Sorry."

All of a sudden I felt free.

Shit, this werewolf alcohol was good.

It takes some really good alcohol to get a werewolf drunk and I only had one sip and felt like I was on top of the world.

I'm totally going to regret this.

Now, I like dollars, I like diamonds...

I felt the music take over my body and guide me into a crowd of people dancing, who were just as lost in the music as I was.

I like stunning, I like shining

When I walked into my friend's party I didn't expect to find my love's fraternal twin sister dancing like she was some sort of seductress. All eyes were on her, and she didn't even notice them.

Shit, my dick is not taking this lightly.

Why am I staring at her? I love Isabel. Isabel Romano is my one and only love. Though there is no certainty she is my mate, I love her.

You don't know what love is Zane.

I think I do Rafael.

The only love a wolf can experience is with their mate.

Bullshit and Isabel could be our mate.

Blocking out my wolf's stupid thoughts I focus on Alessandra. As I watch her body move to the beat I notice the differences between her and Isabel.

Isabel's eyes were a greenish hazel color while Alessandra's were a deep brown that glowed golden when her wolf was present.

Isabel is mature and sassy but has a certain authority to her that pulled me to her in the first place. Alessandra is quiet and keeps to herself but demands respect. She's definitely the strongest young female in the pack. To see her like this right now is different that's for sure.

Our relationship is complicated, she can stand me but I know she doesn't like me. Just like I don't like her. She's too reserved and always has a sarcastic reply to everything. Bless Alessandra's mate because I feel bad for the poor guy.

Feeling the people around me shifting from their positions I look up to see what's happening.

Everyone has formed a circle around the middle of the dance floor and as I walk closer I see what's happening.

Slow down

Grab the wall

Wiggle like you tryna make yo' ass fall off

Hella thick I'm gonna smash em all

Speed up

Gas pedal

There in the middle of all this is Alessandra. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she takes dancing lessons. Her hands are touching her body in the most erotic but appropriate way possible. How the fuck is that possible?

Maybe it's only erotic to you.

Goddess, Rafael will you please shut up.

I can smell the lust coming off all the males in the room. I'm fairly certain they can smell mine too, but can they blame me? Before I even know what's happening, I'm already standing behind her. My hands on her hips and her ass on my crotch. We start moving together to the beat and her hands go to my neck.

It's like I'm possessed. I can't help but bring her closer to me.

She has to be intoxicated because Alessandra Romano would never dance with her sister's boyfriend even if her life depended on it. Hell, she wouldn't dance with anyone like this. Period. Let's not mention the fact that she hates me.

Fuck I'm her sister's boyfriend.

I have a girlfriend.

Before she can turn around, I'm gone.

Walking up the steps of this gigantic house, I use my hearing to find Hiro.

"Hiro! Get your ass over here!"

Hiro walks in with a drink in his hand and a blonde on his arm. Typical.

"So I hear you've been doing some dancing huh Zane?"

"Shut it."

"What? Come on man you're going to be the alpha soon! When do you think you're going to have time to party with the hottest girls around again?"

"I've got a girl man."

"A girl that isn't your mate, what do you plan on doing once you find her?"

"Reject her."

This was what I hated about werewolves. We placed this importance on mates and unless the person you were with was your mate, no one really respected your relationship. Isabel and I actually had a real relationship unlike most of the other people our age who just slept around.

The blonde gasps like she just witnessed her favorite character in a telenovela die.

"You can't reject her man, if you were anyone else then maybe. But as alpha you have a responsibility and rejecting your mate will bring this pack to its knees."

"Isabel is more than fit to be a luna."

"No doubt there, but can she be your luna? Can she handle you like your mate could? Not to mention an heir can only be produced by two mates."

"My kid will be my problem, not yours,"

"No, your lack of kids will be the pack's problem and I'm not sure if they'll handle it well, Zane."

"They will stand by their alpha!"

"They won't stand by a weak one! They won't stand by an alpha who denies the most sacred blessing of the goddess!"

"Everything will be fine damn it!"

"No it won't, you know it, I know it, your father knows it, hell even Isabel knows it."

"I love her Hiro, she's my life."

"Wait till you meet your mate, trust me your love with Isabel won't compare to the one you will have with your mate."

"I won't love my mate, she'll never be Isabel."

Pulling the cigarette to my lips I think about what Hiro said. He's right about some things but the fact that I love Isabel doesn't change. I can't give up someone I've spent my whole life with because of someone I don't know.

I know I shouldn't have fallen in love with her, I know that. But now I'm in too deep and I don't think I can escape.

You don't love her, you know that.

I care about her.

Then stop lying to everyone by saying you love her when you don't!

I do love her Rafael, I always will.

Wait till you meet our mate.

I love Isabel and only Isabel.

Really? Then why were you dirty dancing with Alessandra? Why did you feel the need to be with her if you "love" Isabel?

It was a mistake.

You and I both know that if you went in there right now you'd take her to your bed faster than you can blink.

That's not true.

You're lying to yourself Zane, just wait till the time comes.

After that sentence, I turned him out.

I need to see Isabel.

She's the only one that relieves my stress and takes my worries away. She listens to me and doesn't think of me as an alpha but as a regular person.

Goddess, I love that woman.

I rush over to my car and drive to her house as fast as I can.

We will prove them all wrong Isabel, all of them.

I take the key that the Romanos had given me to use and insert it into the lock and turn. The aroma of their house always brings me peace. It always smells like vanilla in here and it never fails to calm me.

"Yes, Isabel just like that!"

What the fuck?

I can hear the bed squeaking, the floor shaking, and the moaning of Isabel and a male.

Walking up the stairs, I pray that this is all in my head and that the girl I spent years loving isn't making love to another man. A man that clearly isn't me because my pathetic ass is out here.

I reach Isabel's room. The room that we had spent so much time talking about the future, the future we had planned together.

"What should we name our kids?" Isabel asked.

"Lucile for a girl, maybe as a middle name even," I told her.

"I love that," she replied.

I didn't bother mentioning that if we ended up not being mates, kids wouldn't be in our future. She would be my mate though. I knew it.

Opening the door, the smell of sex hits me in the face. Isabel is on top of a man and looks like she's having the time of her life. Her eyes connect with mine and a sad expression graces her face.

I rip her off of him and start punching him.

Soon his face is purple and covered with nasty bruises. Blood drips from his nose and I'm pretty sure I knocked a tooth out.

Oops.

"You dare to disrespect your alpha!"

He struggles to keep his eyes open and flashes a cocky smile because he knows there is no way he'll live through this.

"It was worth it," he manages to get the words out of his busted lips.

"You bastard!"

My fist continues to connect with his face. The color of his face morphing from a pale white to dark purple mixed with the crimson red of blood.

"Zane!" Isabel shouts from behind me.

The rage takes over and not even Isabel's desperate cries could make my wolf stop.

Her eyes are glossy and knees trembling in her naked state. She looks at me like I'm a monster, the disgust is clear in her eyes but what sticks out more is fear.

"How could you? You nearly killed him!"

"He knew what he was getting into when he slept with you, and stop it with the theatrics, will you?"

" You monster!" Her words are filled with hate and shock.

"Isabel I'm an alpha, I don't take this shit lightly."

"You aren't alpha yet! I can't believe I loved a monster like you!"

"Maybe you didn't know me at all, because I've always been this way,"

"I hate you! I hate you!"

"Don't talk to me again Isabel, don't even breathe near me!"

"This is all your fault Zane! If you would have just been faithful and didn't go around dirty dancing with some random whore then this would have never happened!"

"I was faithful! And don't even talk about loyalty with me considering I walked in on you riding a man's dick just now!"

"I did it for revenge!"

"What fucking revenge do you want? I didn't do anything! I barely even danced with her!"

"I bet she seduced you huh? And you just couldn't resist getting your hands on her! Wait till I get my hands on her!!"

"ENOUGH!"

"Or what Zane? Are you going to kill me like the monster you are!"

"I loved you! I wouldn't hurt you Isabel!"

"If you loved me you wouldn't have danced with some random slut, but of course you did like the man whore you are!"

Somewhere inside of me, rage bubbles as she calls Alessandra a whore and a slut.

"Dancing and fucking aren't even on the same spectrum Isabel!"

"I don't even regret it! He made sure to make me feel so good!" her eyes glimmer with victory. I couldn't believe my eyes. Isabel Romano was the sweetest person I knew, how was she capable of doing something so hateful? It was like looking at a stranger.

"If you don't want to me fucking kill you right now Isabel you better shut your damn mouth!"

My wolf pushed forward, he demanded respect and Isabel was not giving it. The look in her eyes was the epitome of fear. The fear that was instilled in others was like a drug for alphas. It gave them a sense of power and fed their need to be superior, and I loved it.

"You are not my mate, you will never be my mate, and quite frankly I don't give a shit with who you sleep with because I don't care about you any more than a pack member!"

I felt myself regaining control of my body and I pushed forward.

"I'm going to make your life a living hell Isabel and don't you forget it."

Satan is going to start asking me for tips when I'm done.

Italy 1468

He stood in his study, observing his pack members as they trained. Their skin lined with sweat and their feet with dirt. The Luna Rossa pack was at the top for a reason, no one dared to mess with them. The armies they trained were as large as the other packs themselves. The strategies they were taught have been said to be practiced by the Lycans themselves. At the heart of it all was Lorenzo Moretti himself. Men respected him and wished they were him, while the ladies were ready to drop their panties by just looking at him.

He was a sight to behold, they said.

He could kill me and I would be ok with it, they said.

I wish he was my mate, they said.

I could melt at the sight of him, they said.

Yet there was one female who didn't see the big deal with him.

So what? He's just a man, she thought but didn't dare say.

Rosanna Belluci was an interesting woman. She wanted the finer things in life and didn't mind being the center of attention. Her tan complexion matched with her rosy cheeks and long brown locks often caught the attention of men. Her smile was as radiant as the sun and her eyes a deep brown that enchanted men with a simple look. Those brown eyes reminded them of home, enveloped them in a sense of friendliness and comfort. At the same time, they had strength to them, filled with willpower and certainty. Men described her as the goddess herself. Others said she was a witch who had warped her looks to gain the attention of men.

How foolish, Rosanna thought.

She opens her legs for any man.

She's quite the whore.

Her hair is too plain.

Her face is too round

Her laugh resembles the croak of a toad.

Her nose is bigger than her brain.

Her breasts are the only reason men like her.

I bet her mother was a whore like her too.

Rosanna was used to the rude comments of the pack women. She attracted attention wherever she went even though she never tried. Her mother had told her it was her aura, warm like a summer day yet strong as steel. The women of the Luna Rossa thought differently. She never believed it to be her fault that their mates were always trying to grope her. If anything it was the males' fault.

The spotlight had been on her since the day she was born so the maiden chose to spend most of her time in the library reading. She found it to be more productive than gossiping with the other women about petty matters. Unfortunately all this time she spent away had been shaped into "whore time" by the other females.

She did not mind though. Her books were her escape. Her escape from the life she lived.

Blood Moon was suffering from chaos. News of the future luna cheating on the future alpha got out and people were starting to pick sides.

She would never do that! Her heart is bigger than Selene's!

Alessandra was surprised, to say the least. She knew her sister could be two-faced at times but she never expected her to cheat on Zane. All that damn girl could talk about was their wedding and a large abundance of pups.

To make matters worse Alessandra had no recollection of Friday's events. It was already Monday and the only thing she could remember was Sage The Gemini's iconic tune blasting from the speakers.

Alessandra was focused on her training and was warming up for the race that was going to take place tonight. She didn't have time to ponder over the events of Friday, she needed to put all her focus into one thing, winning.

Man life is a bitch. There are many things in my life I expected, but being cheated on by the girl I gave my heart to was not one of them. She was supposed to be different, she was supposed to love me, not because of my title but because of who I am.

Not to mention that every damn pack official keeps on talking to me about how news of my future luna cheating on me cannot get out or we will have packs questioning our authority.

Every female I see reminds me of Isabel in some way. I can hear my pack's pity-filled whispers.

The poor boy.

He doesn't deserve this, first his mom and now the Luna?

It irritated my wolf to no end that these wolves were calling Isabel, the betraying cheater, their Luna. She was not their Luna and the only Luna they would have would be his mate.

Imbeciles! Our mate is the Luna!

I do not want a mate.

It doesn't matter, our mate will be a gift from the goddess herself and if you do anything to mess it up, I will kill you Zane.

With a huff, his wolf retreated to the back of his mind. Stupid wolf, our mate will be no better than Isabel.

Isabel. Isabel. Isabel.

It seems like no matter where I go I can't get away from that damn woman.

The truth is my heart still beats for her and my lungs only breathe for her. How can I still love someone who hurt me so deeply? I don't know what death feels like but if it is anything like this, goddess spare me. I can feel myself dying, I can feel it in my bones. At this point, death would be better because at least with death, you know that eventually, it will be over. This seems worse than death because I have to live through it and I will remain alive to feel it. I will feel every damn little prick at my heart that comes with this heartbreak.

Just once in my damn life, I want to feel free. I want to feel the rush of freedom and independence. I want to feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins when I've done something I wasn't supposed to. I want the adrenaline to flow through my bloodstream, as fast as a gunshot.

When was the last time I did something for myself? When was the last time I did something for myself and not the pack or Isabel? When was the last time I had been selfish?

I don't want to live for others, I want to live for me. I want to do whatever the hell I want without worrying about the consequences.

We are alphas, Zane, we cannot be selfish.

Technically I have two years before I become Alpha.

And I am going to use these two years in my favor.

I will die before I give my heart to another woman again. A woman meant pain, a woman meant suffering, but most importantly, a woman meant the loss of his desired freedom.