Mated To My Sister’s Alpha Fiance

Chapter 121

Chapter 121
Skylar
“But you have to visit this special well that makes you live forever. I don’t care th who looks like she would rather be anywhere else.
we are at war!” Irma cries at our Mom,
“Irma, please be reasonable,” she starts. “I can’t just leave everything to go to the magical realm!”
I glare at my Mom when she looks at me for help. We are all sitting on the porch, and normally, I would agree with her, but she has werewolf cancer, for f*ck’s sake!
“No, you should listen to Irma and go to the well of fates or whatever in the magical realm. I can handle things here with the Deluxe pack.”
Everyone stares at me, my Dad, Mom, Irma and even her mate, Joaquin, who is not often known for his expressive behavior, now wears an expression of shock.
“No. I can’t just…” my Mom begins, her face pale. “No, Skylar, you can’t possibly-”
“But I can.”4 interrupt, crossing my arms over my chest. I’m tired of sitting back and being
silent. “I am Lucas’ mate and destined to become the Luna of the Bloodmoon pack and I order you to think of your health first.”
My Mom grows silent while my Dad stands up with a soft smile on his face. “You heard our daughter. It’s time to leave the humán realm, Lola.”
“Caleb, I can’t just leave, and even if Joaquin leads us to this well, I’m not sure if I can…” My Mom hesitates even though our Dad looks more than ready to leave.
“You’re not sure if you can what? Share my I
with me?” Our Dad snorts. “Please, I’m a vampire. I will live forever, which seemed like a curse until I found out there’s a way to prevent you from aging.”
My Mom’s bottom lip trembles. “But wouldn’t it be better if you found someone else? I’m already thirty-eight and—”

“You’re perfect,” Dad interrupts, his face stern as if he won’t take no for an answer. “And you’re my mate, Lola. We are married, for flip’s sake and you’re worried about a few wrinkles around your eyes? We have two beautiful children and-”
“And what about Skylar?!” my Mom cries. “She won’t live forever and will be left behind!”
“Nonsense,” Irma cuts in. “Lucas is most likely immortal, and once he hears about this well, he will share his life with Skylar whether or not she likes it. The same goes for Daisy and Xavier. Do you really think those two soft sponges for men would let their mates die before them? Xavier can’t even boil an egg on his own-his life depends on Daisy!”
My Mom sobs. “Okay, but…how will we even find this well? Skylar is good at opening portals, I know that. But she has no idea where the well is and couldn’t possibly open a portal there.”
“Don’t worry, Irma pats Joaquin’s chest. “My mate is the last dark fairy. His kind was so powerful they were haunted down.
y other creatures, but my mate is alive, and his magic is very powerful. He can take us there.”
Dad narrows his eyes. “Of course he is special,” he mutters, his pride still wounded from the time Joaquin shrunk us down to
the size of mere dolls.
“What was that?” Irma asks.
Our Dad immediately straightens up. “N-nothing…”
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My Mom giggles and looks up at Joaquin. “You know, I wouldn’t mind if you shrunk my husband for this trip. It would be fun to carry him inside my bra for this journey.”
My Dad’s face turn pale. “Oh my god, don’t you dare! I’ve had enough of that crazy fairy magic! I SUFFERED LAST TIME!”
But Joaquin is already on it.
He grins, and a few sparks of shimmering magic dance on his fingertips. He doesn’t speak English, but it’s obvious Irma gave him the order through the telepathic link.
“No” D
Dad shouts, but it’s too late. In a blink, he stands only an inch tall on the porch railing, looking absolutely horrified.
“Mom!” I gasp. “You can’t just keep him in your bra!”
“Why not?” Mom asks innocently, plucking my miniature father off the railing and slipping him into her top. Dad shouts something muffled and unintelligible from his new spot, causing us all to erupt in laughter until tears stream down our
faces.
Once the laughter dies down, my Mom and I stand face-to-face on the porch. She cups my face in her hands, ignoring my Dad, who is pouting from her bra.
“You will be okay, right?” she asks.” We won’t be gone forever, and if the start of the war comes, just open à portal to us, okay?”
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