Caught in My Evil Twin's Wicked Plot

I stood there, my hand pressed against my burning cheek, still reeling from the slap. My head spun, disbelief tightening in my chest. I stared at the man in front of me and tried to process what had just happened. My wolf was threatening to go out. Who the hell did he think he was?

Before I could even open my mouth to ask what was going on, he was already shouting again, his voice full of venom. “You shameless cheater! You dare show your face here after what you’ve done?”

‘What…?’

My breath caught in my throat. Did he just call me a cheater? I don’t even know this man. “What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped, barely keeping my anger in check. I could feel my composure slipping away the longer this ridiculous accusation continued.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!” he spat. “How could you? After everything we’ve been through, you run off with some rogue and show up here like nothing happened? You disgust me.”

I blinked, utterly confused. “I don’t even know you!” I shouted back. “I’ve never seen you before in my life. How can I cheat on someone I don’t know?” My mind raced. If I was cheating on anyone, it’d be Edwin. My mate. My husband. But the thought of me cheating on him was laughable. The insult stung deep. How dare this man accuse me of something so vile!

My blood boiled as I realized people from their pack had begun to gather, whispering amongst themselves. I heard the words “shameless,” “cheater,” and “disgraceful” passed around like dirty gossip. Their judgment weighed on me, suffocating like a thick fog. What had I even walked into?

I raised my voice, trying to drown out their murmurs. “Are you Tyler? The Alpha of Night Creek?”

The man let out a harsh laugh, his eyes glinting with something nasty. “Oh, now you’re pretending not to know me, huh? You don’t even recognize your own mate anymore after running off with some filthy rogue?”

My stomach churned.

‘Mate?’

I felt so disgusted being linked to a crude man like him. He was nowhere near Edwin's caliber.

I tried to speak calmly, forcing myself to stay level-headed. “Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but there’s clearly a misunderstanding here. I’m not who you think I am.”

But Tyler wasn’t having it. “Misunderstanding?” He let out another bitter laugh and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “You want to talk about misunderstandings? Fine. Take a look at this.”

Before I could respond, he hurled the phone at me. I barely caught it, my hands trembling. The screen flickered to life, and then a video started playing.

A low, intimate moan filled the room.

My heart dropped.

The woman in the video… She looked just like me. Identical, down to the last detail, including a half-moon-shaped birthmark on her back. The whispers around me grew louder, crueler. My face drained of color as the implication of what I was seeing sank in.

Tyler’s voice boomed again. “There’s no misunderstanding. You abandoned our wedding yesterday for that rogue, and don’t you dare deny it. I know everything about your body, especially that birthmark.” His eyes narrowed, filled with accusation, rage swirling behind them.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or scream. The situation was absurd. How could this be happening? I stared down at the video again, my mind spinning.

Although our birthmark was somewhat identical, there was a slight difference that only my family knew. Mine was a waxing half-moon on my left shoulder blade. The woman in the video had a waning half-moon on the right.

I took a deep breath, my anger that had been simmering was about to boil over. I only wanted to reunite with my sister after fifteen years. Why was this happening on the day of our reunion?

I threw the phone back at him, my voice icy with frustration. “That’s not me, and I'm not your mate. You're mistaking me for someone.”

Tyler’s growl rattled the room. “Liar!” His face twisted with fury. “Don’t even try to deny it. You’re just trying to save face in front of everyone, but we all know what you did.”

“You’ve got it wrong!” I snapped, clenching my fists. “That woman might look like me, but that’s not me. She’s my twin sister.”

“Lies! Your sister was already dead!” he roared, cutting me off before I could explain further. His patience was gone, replaced by pure rage. “You’ll regret this. Restrain her!”

He barked the command, and I watched in horror as two warriors stepped forward, their eyes locking on me.

Panic surged through me. My heart pounded, not for myself, but for the life inside me. My baby. I couldn’t let them touch me.

I stepped back, raising my hands in protest. “Don’t! Don’t come any closer.”

But, they didn’t stop.

My throat tightened, and I forced myself to speak louder, my voice breaking. “I’m the wife of the King’s Beta!” I yelled, my words piercing the murmuring crowd.