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IN THE SHADOW OF MY TWIN ISABELLA My biggest mistake was being born a few seconds after my sister and “killing” my mother in childbirth. So yeah, it goes without saying I wasn’t my father’s favorite, the Alpha of the Silver Mountain Pack. I was born into a family where twin girls were the worst kind of taboo. The Olivans had bred, for generations, a bloodline of she-wolves with the incredible gift of controlling the violence of the lycans, the ones who ruled our realm, Vargheim. They called us Seraphina she-wolves, or at least, that was the title given to my sister, Savannah Olivan. Me… I was just Isabella. A shadow in this pack. Hidden in plain sight. Just another warrior. Trained to protect the acknowledged heiress; I only took off the face mask to act as her double whenever there was danger. If Savannah gained weight, I had to gain weight. If she dyed her blond hair red, I had to follow. I studied her walk, her voice, every gesture and preference… I even sometimes changed my scent with a magic spray. My life was nothing but a copy of my older sister’s existence. Today was the first time in twenty years that I slipped up on the job my father gave me… and Savannah ended up in an accident. “He’s coming, Isa.” My wolf Thera’s voice trembled a little, but stayed firm, trying to give me strength. The shackles on my wrists rattled with the growing spasms of my body as I heard those steady footsteps coming closer. The chill of the brick walls in the cell seeped into my bones, and the darkness swallowed whatever courage I had left. The door flew open with a shrill squeal, and the massive shadow of the Alpha stepped into my prison. “Father, I swear I didn’t mean to…” “Shut up!” His sudden slap cut off my pleas. My head rang, and a sharp pain stabbed through my skull. “You only had one mission in your miserable life, just one, Isabella, and you managed to screw it up again!” I pressed my lips together hard, staring into those hard gray eyes that were a
