"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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It had been a very long time since I had spoken of these past events to anyone.


It was the matter involving Austin and Lillian that started the conversation today, and since Margaret was so eager to know about my past, I took the time to slowly tell her everything.


Margaret's final words of comfort were quite effective for me. The gloom in my heart was somewhat dispersed, and I bent down to kiss Margaret on the forehead.


Looking at her gentle and tender expression, as she lay completely obedient in my arms, I couldn't help but smile. Margaret was my 'Stabilizer'.


It had been nearly an hour since we set off from the Windstorm Pack, and Margaret seemed a bit tired. She leaned against me, closed her eyes, and fell asleep, while at this moment, a knock came from the door of our room.


Quietly closing the door in front of me, I turned my head to glance at Mark and whispered, "Speak in the front carriage."


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