A Love Meant for Another

I've been married to my mate, William Parker, for three years. Yet, he has never claimed me.

He always says that once his territory expands, he will hold a grand marking ceremony for me. I believed him and willingly waited for three years.

But today, I witnessed with my own eyes William claiming my younger sister, Naomi Jenkins, at the altar. In fact, she has been missing for three years.

At the marking ceremony, my three older brothers stand firmly by Naomi's side, supporting her.

"Naomi was too young back then and was deceived by the Beta of the Northern pack into fleeing. Now she's been poisoned by silver nitrate and doesn't have long to live. Her only wish is to become your mate," they say.

William nods and replies calmly, "For three years, I didn't hold a marking ceremony for Patricia. I was waiting for Naomi to return and explain things to me.

"I will claim Naomi as my own to fulfill her final wish. But Patricia must never know. If she finds out, she'll leave me."

My brothers, however, are certain. "It's fine. She loves you that much. Even if she knew, she wouldn't leave. Right now, nothing matters more than Naomi."

I flee in despair, realizing that those three years of waiting were nothing but a cruel joke. The marking ceremony was always meant for Naomi.

After she left, my brothers showered me with affection. I foolishly thought I was finally loved.

But the truth hurts. Whenever Naomi returns, all their love goes back to her.

The moment I learn the truth, my heart shatters, and I leave. Yet why, after I'm gone, do they all regret it?

After the marking ceremony, my eldest brother, Anthony Jenkins, turned to the crowd and announced, "I booked the upscale restaurant in our territory. Naomi used to love going there."

At that, Naomi Jenkins threw herself into his arms, sobbing. "I thought you'd never accept me again."

My three brothers exchanged glances, each of them wearing the same conflicted look.

My second brother, Bradley Jenkins, ruffled her hair. "You silly girl. Growing up, every time you got into trouble, we were the ones covering for you."

Then, the three of them ushered Naomi toward William Parker's car.

I couldn't watch anymore. My face turned pale, and I bolted.

In truth, Naomi and I were twins. Yet, all my life, she had been the center of attention, while I remained invisible in the background.

Everyone in the family only had eyes for her. They bought her the finest, most extravagant things, and I got whatever she didn't want.

Even the man I secretly loved—William, Alpha of the Bloodstone pack—was Naomi's fiance.

I thought I would go my whole life without anyone ever loving me. But three years ago, Naomi ran off with the Beta of the Northern pack.

In their fury, my brothers publicly disowned her.

And William, who had spent three months drowning in grief, proposed to me with moonlight