Chapter 140

Michael

"What are you thinking, bro?" I asked Lincoln when I finally found him outside the pack house, it was a little bit dark in this part where he was standing but I could still clearly see what he was doing. Lincoln was busy puffing the cigarettes in his hands and that's when I know that he was under too much stress already because of what we just found out, he really doesn't like smoking. He takes a cigarette or two every time he's under so much stress and pressure because according to him, the cigarettes somehow calm him down and help him feel at ease.

"I don't know, Michael. I don't know what to think anymore, this is sick. I'm mated to my three vampire brothers." Lincoln responded to me and then smoked his cigarette again.

"Half-brothers," I corrected him but Lincoln just looked at me with a raised brows as if he can't believe what I just said.

"Am I supposed to feel better with that?" Lincoln asked me and