Mated in the Shadow of My Sister novel Chapter 55

Chapter 0055

So what was he trying to tell me?

Memories of Lily’s badly beaten and injured body flashed through my mind. Margie told us that Lily fell down the stairs. Given how badly injured she was, I would have expected Margie to get medical treatment for Lily. And that medical treatment would have been sort of thing that was documented in the file. Lily’s file made mention of the rejection, so it was up to date…. but where was the report about her

fall down the stairs?

After I flipped through the medical information and the associated photographs for a second time, I still found nothing. If there was no record, that means a doctor was not called. Why the Goddess would Margie have not called for a doctor after her daughter fell down the stairs?

The fireworks in my head started slowly getting louder.

Wait… That morning. MORNING. I first saw Lily at the waterfall very early that morning.

I checked Lily’s birthdate again, and this time I focused on the birth year. I did some quick math to make

sure I was right, and I was. I saw Lily at the waterfall on the morning of her 20th birthday.

Oh, my Goddess. The fireworks are now blazing high in the sky.

Why had I not thought about this before? Given the timing, I was almost certainly Lily’s first mate. Which

meant that Lily was my first mate. Which also meant that Stephanie was never my destined mate, and

that she was never destined to be my Luna.

How could that be? Was my whole life a lie?

Long-buried questions and memories suddenly flew through my head.

Everyone was so sure that Stephanie and I were mates, including Stephanie and I. But… why were we so sure? One thing I knew for certain was it was not something that originated with Stephanie, me, or either

I

our wolves.

No, the idea that Stephanie and I were mates originated with my mother and Margie. The two of them. told us from an early age that it was “clear” that Stephanie and I were in love. They did not say that once, or twice, but probably 1000 times.

When you are young and impressionable and hear something like that often enough, you begin to believe it. Is that what happened to us?