"Margaret, you're the older sister, you have to give in to the younger one." In her whole life, those words clung like a curse to Margaret. 
Whether it was her beloved teddy bear, pretty dresses, Halloween candies, or parental love, if Elizabeth asked, she had to unconditionally yield them all up to her. Since young, Elizabeth had weighed down on Margaret like an enormous mountain and suffocated her. 
Fortunately she still had a boyfriend who had loved her for six years—Amster, the pack alpha. 
"You will be my wife and the future luna of the pack," He promised.

Until the day when she and her sister was turning 18 years old, and Amster's lover and fated mate turned out to be her twin sister Elizabeth! 

Margaret watched as Amster, who had said he loved her, passionately kissed with Elizabeth, and announced Elizabeth as the luna without a second thought. 

The only emotional sustenance Margaret possessed crumbled; once again, what belonged to her had been snatched away by Elizabeth. 

What's worse, Amster even asked Margaret to entertain the guests. All because Elizabeth knew nothing except how to wheedle and dress herself up. Unable to refuse the request of her former lover, Margaret agreed to this...

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Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate

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I had just recovered from the intense kiss, but Donald was already kissing my neck. When he kissed, it was decidedly erotic. He rubbed his lips down my body, inch by inch, kissing in a meticulous and painstaking manner. From time to time, he would leave red marks in some places. The tip of his tongue slid across my shoulder, leaving a trail of saliva. Its stickiness filled the air.

I tilted my head back and wriggled against him, as if I wanted to avoid his kiss and cater to him at the same time.

Donald spread his legs slightly. I sat on him with my butt in the air. He grabbed my butt with his fingers and rubbed it hard. I couldn't help but grab his body. I wanted to undo his clothes, but I couldn't.

Donald saw what I was up to. With a low laugh, he grabbed my hand and pressed it against his lower body.

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