Page 152 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Come on, Pixie, is it so wrong to love someone?” I ask, softening my voice when I see the glint of fear in her eyes. I know she has a point, even if I don’t want to admit it. I can’t blame Dad for choosing Jessica when I don’t fucking care for the mate bond, even if that is because of how he handled his.

“It’s wrong when she’s your sister,” her voice is harsh, and I tilt my head, stepping closer to her when she steps back and raises a hand.

“Don’t come near me.”

“Indy…” I run my fingers through my tussled hair. “Look, you’re not wrong about that, but I love her and I’m making her my Luna. To hell with what the pack or anyone else thinks. It doesn’t matter. Love has no fucking boundaries,” I say sharply.

“Eww, yes it does. So, you’re promising her to be your Luna? Have you even told her you love her? Can you even be serious about a woman, Elijah? I’m sorry. You’re my- well, I considered you my brother-”

“I still fucking am.” My eyes flash and her face softens. I see her lips turn downwards, she’s fighting back tears. “I need you to know you will never lose me, Pixie. I know it’s fucked up, but youaremy little sister. Fuck!”

“Exactly how?! When you hate your dad for accepting Mama? How do you think I am your sister? It’s because they chose one another! When you keep bringing that up, how do you think I feel?” Her voice breaks, and she glares at me angrily through her tears.

She hates crying and right now she’s confused, and I can’t blame her.

“I know that, and it’s not that-”

“No, you said it! You’re going to ruin our family!”

“Indy, listen to me.” My command makes her go quiet as she stands there shaking with rage. “I am not going to ruin anything. Why can’t Red and I be togetherandJessica and Dad?”

“Because it’s not normal,” she whispers.

“I know. But I’m not going to change my mind. She’s the only woman I will consider making my Luna,” I vow.

“You will? What about when your fated mate comes in front of you? Will you break Scarlett’s heart, too? And what about her mate? Do you think she’d choose you over him?” Indigo asks tearfully.

“I will reject my mate,” I say with confidence, but her words have made something in my stomach knot. Will Scarlett do the same? Because I also know only her fated mate can remove Zidane’s mark, too.

Will I let her go?Just the thought of it makes my heart clench and makes me feel consumed by rage. “Who knows, she could be my mate. My wolf likes her…” I try to reason quietly when everyone knows there are no hints people are mates until the Blood Moon.

“I’m only fourteen and I don’t know as much as you, but I do know that this can go terribly wrong. You two should at least wait till the Blood Moon, let the mating ceremony come and see if your mates appear,” she says softly, but it’s the look of pity in her eyes that irritates me.

“I don’t think so. We’re too deep in to back out. I would do anything for her, Indy. She’s become my fucking world, and I don’t even know when or how it happened.”

She nods slowly, and I wish I wasn’t hurting her.

“Whatever you think is best,” she whispers, turning away. “You are the Alpha.”

“Indy…” I begin with a sigh.

“I won’t tell anyone,” she reassures me, stepping back as sheturns away.

I shake my head. “I know you won’t, but that’s not it.” I step forward, closing the gap between us and taking her upper arm, turning her to face me. Seeing the unshed tears in her eyes, I raise an eyebrow. “Now, this is not the Indigo I know,” I add, cupping her face, and crouching down so I’m level with her height. Although she is taller than Scarlett, she will always be the little one.

“Hm,” she mumbles.

“I’ll always be your big brother, Pixie. I’ve always seen you as my kid sister. I never saw Scarlett as my sister, not even when Dad first got married to Jessica. I just never had that ‘sisterly’ feeling for her and now I guess I know why. I realise now I probably always somewhat had a crush on her… and you- I always saw you as my sister. This changes nothing between us. You’ll always be my favourite sister,” I promise, brushing away her tears. She raises her eyebrows, scoffing.

“You just said you only have the one, so that’s not saying much,” she retorts. I smirk.

“Maybe, but it doesn’t mean you aren’t special to me, Pixie. I don’t want this to change things between us.”

Sighing, she looks at me. “It’s gross though. She’s my sis and I see you as my brother. This is so yuck,” she says, shivering as if just the thought was off-putting. I raise an eyebrow.

“A girl always finds anyone being with their brother gross anyway, so that’s nothing new,” I remind her. She’s gagged and shuddered whenever she’s caught me in a compromising position.

She pouts before huffing, and I give her a tight bear hug.

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