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Vincent Alexander, adopted at 6 months old by Christina and Trey Alexander. He was abandoned when his parents realized he was a Lycan and left him to die.

6 months later Christina and Trey have another child and named her Bellamy. Little did they know what was in store.

What happens when Bellamy finds out not only her brother isn't her brother but in some twisted fate they are mated?

Will they accept each other or pretend it didn't happen?

Or will they reject each other and move on?

Vincent Alexander and Bellamy Alexander grew up and believing that they were brother and sister. It wasn't until they were both 16 and they realized they were more than that, they were mates.

They were shocked when they found out, they immediately told their parents and found out that they weren't blood-related at all. They knew they looked nothing alike but didn't think anything of it.

They were told to keep their relationship a secret and Vincent agreed but Bellamy is apprehensive. They never accepted each other but they never rejected each other. They are in a limbo that has never been seen before between mates.

It is 2 years later and their senior year of high school and it is like the thought of them being mates is a thing of the past.

Is it too late for them to reconcile and be mates again?

Or will they live a life of bare necessity rather than a life of love and abundance?

(Not incest! The fourth book in the Lycan Series)

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Bellamy

My alarm started to off and I sat up in bed groggily and rubbed my eyes. Day time was always the worst, there was not much left to live for anymore. I got up out of the bed and walked to my bathroom and took my clothes off. I looked in the mirror and took a hard look at myself. I had long curly blonde hair and an athletic figure. I had a few freckles on my face, bright blue eyes and red lips. I had pretty tanned skin that contradicted the rest of my bodily characteristics. My mom had dark black hair and my father red. When I was born it was red but lightened as I got older. There are still hints of red sometimes, but barely. I have blue eyes like my father, but he is more green-blue. I got into the shower and stood under the hot water and watch the steam cover the bathroom. After 15 minutes I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around me and then my hair. I walked to my closet and looked through my clothes. I decided on a light wash pair of skinny jeans from American Eagle. Then I grabbed a black bralette and a green T-shirt and black vans. I went and took the towel off of my head and put mousse in it to make the curls pop and left it down. I didn't wear much makeup only because I never felt like I needed to wear it. I grabbed my backpack and headed toward the kitchen.

Thankfully no one was in there and I could eat my food in peace. I toasted a blueberry bagel with cream cheese. I was scrolling through my phone when all of a sudden I heard footsteps walking toward the kitchen. Then I smelled that all too familiar smell of apple cinnamon that made my Lycan whine in pain. He walked into the kitchen wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white T-shirt. His brown hair was styled differently today and his hazel eyes as bright as ever, which made my heartache as always. We made eye contact but I pulled away before he could sense any emotion in my eyes. "How'd you sleep?" His voice was smooth and velvety but torturous at the same time. I just shrugged my shoulders at him ignoring his fake concern for me. He poured himself a cup of coffee and we just stayed in silence like always. "You look nice today." He knew I hated it when he complimented me, they were empty. "Don't." I put my plate in the sink and got up and grabbed my backpack.

"Are you driving yourself today?" He asked me as I grabbed my car keys. "Are you picking up Amber today?" I gave him attitude and glared. I knew he was, he always did. He looked down at his feet ignoring my eyes giving me the answer. I walked out of the kitchen without saying anything else to him. I didn't think the morning could get any worse but my father came into the living room. "Bellamy." I stopped and looked at him. "I want you to ride with your brother today." I hated it when he called him that, it was disgusting. "Don't call him that." My father's and I's relationship was never the same after he found out about Vincent and I were mates. "Ride with Vincent today." He said again, I completely ignored him and walked past him. "No." I walked out of the front door and slammed it and went to my car and headed to my school.

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I made it to the parking lot and sat in my car trying to control myself. I needed to pull out my fake, happy, Bellamy side. I looked in the mirror and plastered a fake smile onto my face and got out of the car. I started walking into the school and I got a couple of hellos from people. I would say I am popular, being the beta's daughter and all. I walked in and I found my best friend Taylor, and she was naturally beautiful. Dark brown hair and hazel eyes, short and skinny. She is the only person at my school that knows who Vincent really is to me. "Hey, Bell. How are you feeling?" I know what she meant by asking me that but I couldn't tell her how I really feel because I knew I would start crying. "The usual." I walked to my locker and opened it up to get my textbooks out. I heard giggling and looked down the hallway and there was Vincent with Amber. Amber was a beautiful girl, they had been dating for a couple of weeks now, it was still new. She had straight strawberry red hair that went to her waist. Perfect curves, and bright green eyes. She had beautiful pale skin and her smile lit up the room, I couldn't compete with her.

I felt Taylor put her hands on my back and rub it soothingly. She tried it but nothing ever helped. "I just want to get this school year over with." Oh did I mention it was the first day of school? "Well you sent me your schedule and we have almost every class together so I will be here for you." I nodded and walked to my first one, which was Chemistry. I am thankful for Taylor, I can be real around her and she knows the constant pain I was in. I sat in the second to back row and Taylor sat beside me. And to my dismay, Vincent and Amber walked into class too. I could feel my heart clench and my lycan whine. The school was usually the time I had to be away from him but I guess not anymore. I was hoping that he would sit as far away from me as possible but I was wrong. "Hey, Bellamy. Hey Taylor, mind if we sit behind you?" Amber asked and flashed her stupid smile at me. I just nodded at her, I don't know why she thinks I want to talk to her. She sat behind Taylor which meant Vincent sat behind me. His scent invaded my nose causing delight and anxiety to fill my body.

"Hey, Bell." He knew I hated it when he called me that. I ignored him and kept looking forward and stared at the door. Then a guy walked in that I have never seen before, he was pretty attractive, to say the least. He was 6'5 and built, literally all muscle. He had jet black hair that was styled and had chocolate eyes and thick eyelashes. He had plump lips and chiseled cheekbone and jawline. We locked eyes and it was almost magnetic? I have no idea why but I didn't look away but I needed to. I looked down at my fingers and silently hoped he sat away from me. But luck was not on my side he sat in front of me. He sat in the chair sideways and looked at me and smirked. "Hi, I'm Jonathan." He had a smooth voice but strong and commanding at the same time. "Bellamy," I said to him. "I've never seen you before." I continued. "Yeah, I am a transfer. Of course, it was my last year." He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah, it must be hard." I felt bad for the kid, it was senior year and having to move schools is tough. I could feel Vincent's eyes burning into the back of my head while I was talking to Jonathan.

"I like your hair, is it naturally curly like that?" No guy has ever asked about my hair before or asked about me in general. "Oh yeah, I get it from my grandma that's what my mom tells me." I blushed after saying that, for reasons unknown. I heard a low growl behind me and I knew it was Vincent but I ignored it. He was about to say something else but the teacher walked in and interrupted him. The teacher started talking and I could feel Vincent lean closer and feel his breath on my neck. "Why are you talking to him?" I could feel the jealousy leaking off of him. I ignored him and leaned forward and tried to pay attention in class. The teacher had given us free time to work on the first chapter. I was going through the questions pretty easily, math came easier to me than most. Jonathan looked back at me and then my paper and saw I was ahead of him. "You're good at math. Can you help me? I'm more of a history guy." Jonathan said turning to look at me. "Numbers never change, they are constant and always the same. Something I lack in my daily life." I gave him a small smile and he just continued to stare at me. "What?" I asked him, I couldn't focus on my work with him just looking at me.

"You just seem so real, raw. It is refreshing. Especially in a school filled with royalty." He smiled at me and it was magnetizing. "What royalty are you? That is the only way you can be here unless you are super-rich." He laughed lightly at me. "King Damon, you know his sister? She is my mom. I went to another school only because I just wanted to know what it was like to be normal. But because of my rank, I need to learn how to be 'royal' now I guess." Now that he told me he does look like Princess Layla and Dr. Oliver. "I know this is a weird thing to say but your father was the one that helped birthed me. Is that weird?" I felt myself blush, I should never have said anything. "Yeah me too." He gave me a comforting smile. It was nice having someone to talk to, Taylor was great but she knew the old me and I guess she was waiting for me to be that girl again. But I was never going to be because of Vincent. We continued our work in silence and I had finished the packet before everyone else. Jonathan turned back around and got my attention again and I raised my eyebrow at him. "Do you want to eat lunch with me?" He asked me. I was speechless and I didn't know what to say.

Thank goddess for Taylor because she answered for me. "She would like that. We sit at table B in the cafeteria. I'm Taylor by the way, her best friend." She said. "Nice to meet you, and I'll be there." Just then the bell rang and I started packing my things away. "I'll see you then Bellamy." With that, Jonathan walked out of the classroom. I was about to leave but I felt a hand grab my arm and sparks went up and down it. "I don't want you talking to him anymore," Vincent said following me to my locker. I looked at him and moved his arm away. "You lost the right to tell me what to do the moment you had sex with Amber. I got new bruises last night." I closed the locker and walked away leaving him there.