Chapter 116
Mated To My Sister’s Alpha Fiance
Chapter 116
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Where the hell am I?
Even though itâs dark, I can see somewhat clearly due to my night vision.
But this place doesnât look like any place on earth.
Iâm surrounded by trees so large that only the ones in Kings Canyon National Parks could rival them.
They rise up to the clouds, and their thick trunks dwarf anything Iâve ever seen. The air smells different
here, too-crisper, cleaner. Itâs like big human companies donât exist here.
Hmm, could this be the magical realm?
Iâve heard stories about the magical realm. Long ago, the werewolves ruled here, but then came a
great wall against the vampires, and the werewolves lost. It resulted in the magical realm being cast
into eternal darkness, but maybe there are some creatures that can survive here?
Daisy and Xavier seem to think so since they have been here by accident a couple of times. What they
did say, however, is
all creatures that live here are savages.
that
Feeling a shiver course down my spine, I step cautiously into the uncharted forest. There is a river
ahead, and seeing water instills a fake sense of security even though I have no idea where the hell I
am.
I walk up to the water, cringing when I hear rustling behind me, is it a monster? Whirling around, my
eyes land on a large, monstrous creature that looks like a mix between a dinosaur and an axolotl.
But this thing doesnât seem friendly. It opens its jaws and roars at me. There are no teeth, just these
gooey things sticking up like fingers.
I stumble backward, and the monster attacks me.
But Iâm ready.
Even though the beast outsizes me, Iâm stronger than I look. I kick it in the stomach and send the
creature into the water behind me. It disappears with a flash but doesnât give up.
It emerges again, shrieking an unholy cry that echoes through the forest, bouncing off the colossal
trees and amplifying the terrifying sound.
My wolf instincts kick in, telling me the monster is trying to call its friend and that I must end this fast.
So when the creature lunges at me again, I grab hold of its tongue and pull it out of its mouth with a
yank.
It works.
The creatureâs eyes widen before it falls dead on the ground with a thud that sends dust into my
nose.
I cough, waving my hand to clear the air. Then, turning my attention toward the lifeless creature, I try
not to gag at the sight of its now protruding tongue, Gross. But at least itâs dead and canât hurt anyone
else.
With a deep breath, I pull myself together and continue along the river. A part of me is scared-
understandably so-but I manage to push down the fear. I have a mission, and fear wonât help me
accomplish it.
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The hours blend together as I continue my trek. Occasionally, I bear noises in the distance, probably
more creatures on the prowl. But none come close enough for me to worry about them
Tiredness begins to pull at my limbs. My eyes start to droop and my steps become slower. I know itâs
dangerous to stop, but what choice do I have? There are limits even to my stamina.
Eventually. I find a place to restâa cave-but before I can make it there. I hear something snapping, and
suddenly, Iâm caught by a trap. It wraps around me and pulls me up into a tree before I can react-I
blame my tiredness.
Dangling upside down, the world revolves in a dizzying spin. My heart pounds, adrenaline surging
through my veins, pushing away the weariness. I growl in frustration as I struggle against my restraints,
but the more I wriggle, the tighter they
seem to get.
âGreat. Just great.â I mutter to myself. âCaught in a trap in a place thatâs probably crawling with who-
knows-what. Perfect!â
Just when Iâm about to scream, I hear footsteps crunching softly on fallen leaves. I freeze; every
muscle in my body tenses as I squint into the darkness..
And then he appears-a tall figure emerging from the shadows. He reminds me of those creations from
that movieâ¦.Avatar? Yes, thatâs the one! His size, which must be at least ten feet, makes me think of
the Naâvi, but his appearance is different. This guy looks like an elf.or something.
His skin is dark blue, and the part of his eyes that should be white is black, while his irises are glowing
orange. There are markings on his body that glow in white, making me think of a billion stars lighting up
the night.
Yes, this must be an elfâ¦I think?
Or maybe a fairy?
I keep watching him as he approaches me. He has long white hair, pointy ears, black horns on top of
his head and then I see it-purple wings protruding from his back.
This is a fairy, and once our eyes meet, surprise strikes us both as the mate bond pulses between us.
Iâve finally found him: my mate and partner! There is just one slight problem: my sister said my mate
wouldnât be able to speak English. So how the hell do I ask him to save me?!
âUm,â I start, my voice shaky. âA little help here?â
His glowing eyes widen even more if thatâs possible, and he tilts his head to one side as though
assessing the situation. Then he walks closer, his height so great that we are face-to-face even though
Iâm hanging upside down from a great tree branch.
His lips part, but not a word comes out. Instead he licks his lips and rubs his gurgling stomach.
âSnacci,â he says, pointing at me with a wicked gleam in his eye.
It makes me panic. âThat better not mean snack because Iâm not your dinner!â
His eyes narrow. âSnacci.â
I glare right back at him. âNo, not âsnacci, Iâm your mate you f*cking d*mb*ss!â
The guy doesnât seem to agree with me. F*cking hell. Is cannibalism normal among his kind or
something?
His eyes flicker with confusion as he takes a step back, tilting his head as if to study me better.
âMaâ¦te?â He mutters hesitantly, the word foreign on his tongue.
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âYes, mate!â I exclaim, relief washing through me. Perhaps theres hope for me yet. âSo how about you
get me down, and we have a nice little chat on the ground rather than up here?â
The creature seems to contemplate my words. His eyes narrow and then widen again as if heâs finally
grasping what Iâm asking.
Slowly, he reaches out and touches the trap holding me captive, but instead of freeing me, he yanks
harder, sending me swinging back and forth helplessly.
âHey! Watch it!â I lash out.
And just when Iâm about to lose my temper completely, he does something unexpected. He steps back,
muttering za series of words in his own language before raising a hand towards the rope that binds me.
A sudden rush of warmth radiates from his palm, and the rope around my ankles frays in an instant,
falling apart as if disintegrated by an unseen force. With a shriek, I fall, only to be caught by the
strangerâs arms.
His grip is firm and steady as he sets me down gently on my feet, I stagger a bit, the blood rushing
back into my feet in pins. and needles. I glance up at him, half expecting to see him licking his lips
again in anticipation of a âsnacci. But his expression seems earnest, if a little bemused.
âUmâ¦thanks,â I mumble sheepishly. His eyes light up at my words as if he understands them, but then
again, he might just be amused by the sound of my voice.
Either way, an awkward silence follows as we stand there in the darkness.
Suddenly, remembering my manners, I extend my hand towards him. âIâm Irma,â I tell him.
He seems puzzled by the gesture at first, staring at my outstretched hand before cautiously reaching
out and taking it in his own. We shake hands, but once I hear what sounds like more of the monster
from earlier, I sigh.
âWeâre going to have many more difficulties than language barriers, arenât we?â I mutter, my words
drowned by the increasing growl of the beasts in the shadows.
His glowing eyes move from me to peer into the darkness as he steps closer, his wings spreading out
protectively. A shiver runs through me as I realize he doesnât need to understand my words to know
what is happening around us.
Suddenly an explosion of leaves and branches erupts from the treeline, sending a torrent of green and
brown raining down on us. Stepping back, I bump into him as another of those grotesque creatures
lunges out at us with a terrible roar.
The fairy-elf-thing-my mate-reacts immediately. With an incredible speed that belies his huge size, he
steps forward, one large hand pushing me behind him protectively.
But I donât need protection!
âOh, hell no!â I growl before raising my hand and calling forth the strongest magic I have-compulsion.
Iâve never been as talented as my dad, but somehow, I manage to brainwash the monsters into
attacking each other.
My mate shudders and glances down at me with newfound respect and maybe a little bit of fear.
says again, but thereâs an appreciative glint in his eyes this time, his gaze admiring as he looks me
over.
âI correct him.
nores me and beams at me before saying, âSnacciâ again. It pisses me off, but once his large body
folds over mine in a g. I freeze.
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Why is he suddenly being so romantic? Is it because I killed a bunch of monsters, and he now sees me
as his hero?
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which, Iâm blushing like Iâve never done before. Itâs the d*mn mate bondâs fault. I mean, Iâve been
hugged by men before, handsome ones too, but d*mn, Iâve never been so overwhelmed by someoneâs
scent before!
The mate bond is working overtime and my heart pounds erratically when my mate picks me up and
hugs me to him close enough that I can hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Itâs making me dizzy.
âPut me down!â I squeal, but the da*n man just hums in response, nestling his face into my neck. His
warm breath dances on my skin, and I shudder, my irritation dissipating as he tightens his grip around
me.
He smells so da*n niceâ¦ugh!
âFine, okay!â I exclaim in defeat. âKeep holding me.â
My mate purrs in response, but to my utter disappointment, he places me back on the ground. Iâm still
dizzy from his proximity that I donât realize what he is doing before he is bent over one of the grotesque
creatures.
Suddenly, magic sweeps over my mate, and I can see him growing large enough to scoop up the dead
creature into the palm of his hand. He then licks his lips, and I scream at the top of my lungs when it
occurs to me he is going to eat the da*n thing.
âNo!â
His head turns and I hastily pick up a tree branch to spank his toes with. He moves his blue foot in
response and gives me at sullen pout as if he doesnât know why I wonât let him cat the goddamn
monster.
âYouâre not a *ucking savage!â I tell him in a strict tone, weirded out by the fact he is holding the axolotl
monster like a breakfast sandwich. Does he usually eat them?!
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