Alexander Dreymon Sister Romane & Geschichten

Beatrix was shocked at his action. “What are you doing, Alex?” Alex turned to face her. Without saying anything he just moved to her with long two strikes and pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. “I don't care if you are Dad’s daughter. But you are not my sister. My only sister is Gracelynn. I don't have any sisters.” Alex said that to Beatrix holding her tight in his arms.

He began speaking casually, inviting me to dance, to drink, to keep him company. I refused politely, once, then again, but he did not leave. Instead, he leaned closer, introducing himself with pride as Damien Caldwell, heir to Hawthorne Realty. I felt irritation rising within me, but before I could respond again, another voice came from behind him. Calm, cool, and unmistakably familiar. Alexander. The change in Damien was immediate. His confidence faded into nervous respect. He stepped back slightly, offering an apology. Alexander sat beside me and introduced me as his sister.

he says calmly, the way he speaks and moves screams powerful leader. I can tell how serious Creed is by the time he finishes talking, his eyes get a little darker when he gets angry, only igniting my burning fire. Then I perk up when I thought of everything he just said. “Little sister?” I ask curiously, wondering what he name is, what she’s like, if she’s friendly. “Yes, my little sister, her name is Alexandra, she’s twenty years old and is a pain in my ass, but it’s just me, her and our bastard of a father,” Creed says as he rolls his eyes after speaking about his father.

Her mother said while turning to her sister Ava. Ava also turned to her sister. Ava has an older sister named Ambar who is more than five years older than her. That means Ambar is the same age as Alexander. Suddenly Ava wanted to find out about Alexander's past through his brother. Maybe in the past they knew each other and were in the same environment, whether in formal education or otherwise. It could have happened without Ava's knowledge. Because considering Ava and Alexander came from and lived in the same city. That's all Ava knew from her husband's past, enough about which city he came from, nothing more.

Why was Alpha Charles talking as if Alexa was someone I knew? “She's the sister of my late Luna,” he said. His voice turned sad, which made my heart hurt. “Alexa is the sister of Luna Delancy, my former mate.” I fell silent. The reality hit me so hard that I was speechless. Alexa? Luna Delancy's younger sister? I didn't know anything about that! Alpha Charles helped Alexa to her feet. His face was full of deep apologies as if he was apologizing for my mistake. And Alexa, using that to attack me even more.

“ I always check the weather before we go out . Ayla is careful with the ambient’s temperature when there’s an air conditioner but she always forgets to check the weather . Even thought my sister is older than me , she is quite careless like you . Never checks the weather before she goes out even though she knows her condition . “ said Alex . “ …You…..You love Ayla a lot , don’t you ? “ said Amra . “ When I was a kid , we had nothing really . My sister would always work . My dad and my mom worked as well but my sister was the one who worked more than a shift . She came home tired yet she always studied until late at night . She worked hard in everything she did . Whenever she had some spare

I started, my voice loud enough for everyone pause and look at me confused. Before I could utter another word, Calanthe beat me to it. “My sister, Naidira and I would like to inform everyone of something important.” Alpha Orion looked confused. Just like everyone else. “What's going on?” I raised a brow, chest heaving silently. What did she want to say? Her fingers dropped to her stomach and her next words were soft. “I'm with child for the Alpha.” My blood ran dry as gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

“Dr. Natalia. I had to get a message to you, and the only lead I could find was your aunt. I had a tracker placed on her vehicle so I could—” Cassandra rips my hand off her face. “So you could murder us?” she seethes. “Get the hell out, whoever you are!” “Lower your voice, Cass,” I warn. “But—” “Wow, you two really do look alike.” Cassandra glares at him. “Tell me who you are, or I’ll scream.” I exhale heavily. “Cass, this is Alexander Mancini. Xander, my sister, Cassandra.” My sister’s jaw drops to the floor. “You— But he’s—”

Amanda I took a few steps back and was shocked by what I heard, as my mom had a plan to get rid of Sophia, as if she were a demon who continued his evil and no one could deter him, but she was. Seconds later, their footsteps began to approach the door of the room behind which I was hiding. My feet inadvertently hit one of the tables, and that golden statue fell on top of it, making a noise that stopped my heartbeat. I forgot to tell you I'm Amanda. Alpha Alexander's sister, the outcast. He is the only one who kept me close to him, although everyone ignored me.