I Died, Mate and Family Went Crazy

The healer told me I had one month to live. Six months ago, during a rogue wolf attack, I took a silver arrow for my father. The silver poison sank into my bones and killed my wolf. I couldn't even shift anymore. My parents and my mate all begged me to transfer some of my power to my twin sister Maren. I tried to refuse. I tried to explain that my wolf was dead from the silver poisoning. None of them believed me. They said it was just an ordinary arrow and told me to stop making a scene. On my deathbed, I agreed to give Maren everything I had left. My Alpha mate and my parents were thrilled. They promised to treat me well after, said I could ask for anything I wanted. I even handed over my research on the silver detoxification formula. They patted my head and told me I'd finally grown up—finally learned to love my sister. Maren was healed. I was finally the good mate and the good daughter in their eyes. So why did they all lose their minds when they found out I was dead?

Oleh yuemi