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Autor: S.O Gold
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-23 02:19:24

“You’re squeezing my hand so tight you’re going to break the bone, darlin’,” Bramwell rumbles softly, his deep, gravelly voice brushing against the shell of my ear.

I don’t loosen my grip on his fingers. I stand on the edge of the grand stone balcony of the Fenmore Pack Estate, my dark hair blowing in the warm summer breeze. Six months have passed since the blood moon bathed the Obsidian Spire in crimson, six months since Bramwell drove his broad silver blade through Edmund Veysey’s heart and s
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  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   3

    “Thirty-three,” Beckett Hollis says, his rough alpha tone vibrating straight against my chest. “Two pups. Sons, thirteen and twelve.”“You certainly kept busy back then,” I mutter, staring up at the carved timber beams of the Mercer Pack House.“Tell me about it,” he chuckles, his wolf’s warmth radiating through the sheets. “Want some lunch?”“Already ate during my shift at the Redstone Country Club,” I say, turning my head to look at him properly.Beckett winks, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips. “Didn’t think I’d wrap up my pack patrols so fast. I wanted to make sure we had plenty of time before the evening patrol.”We share a quiet, guilty smile in the dimly lit bedroom.“Does she live with you in the Hollis Pack territory?” I ask, shifting my weight against the mattress. “Your daughter?”Beckett nods, his b

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   2

    "Your top," I breathed out, my gaze glued to his broad chest as he yanked the fabric over his head. "Sweet goddess, I am losing my mind."He caught my fingers, guiding them straight to his mouth, sucking gently on my fingertips while his sharp intake of breath echoed off the walls. When I grazed his hardened nipple with my teeth, a guttural groan tore from his throat, driving me to press my hips desperately against his groin. I slid my palm down, wrapping my hand over his heavy erection through the thin material of his trousers."Are you certain about this, Fallon?" he panted, his cobalt eyes burning with a raw, primal need.Without answering with words, I guided his hand down between my thighs, pressing his knuckles against the soaked fabric of my shorts. He brought his fingers straight to his nose, closing his eyes as he inhaled my scent. The deep dimples in his cheeks reappeared, telling me my arousal was intoxicating to him.In seconds, he had me flat

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   Breaking The Broken Bond- 1

    "You are early," I said, pulling the heavy oak door open before his knuckles could strike the wood a second time.The pack technician blinked, staring down at his metal clipboard as if trying to reconcile my face with a service ticket. I stood in the entryway of the Mercer Pack House, having spent the entire morning staring out at the courtyard pool while my mind tore itself apart. My introspection evaporated the moment a stranger with broad shoulders and storm-blue eyes stepped onto my porch. He wore the standard khaki uniform of the pack maintenance crew, but the way his muscular thighs strained against the fabric made my wolf stir beneath my skin with an urgent, demanding hunger."Fallon Mercer?" he asked, his voice low and rich with a gravelly edge that sent a shiver straight down my spine.I nodded, clutching my wedding band so hard my knuckles turned white. "Just Fallon."A slow, crooked grin broke across his face, revealing deep dimples that completely disarmed my frayed nerves

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   21

    “You’re squeezing my hand so tight you’re going to break the bone, darlin’,” Bramwell rumbles softly, his deep, gravelly voice brushing against the shell of my ear.I don’t loosen my grip on his fingers. I stand on the edge of the grand stone balcony of the Fenmore Pack Estate, my dark hair blowing in the warm summer breeze. Six months have passed since the blood moon bathed the Obsidian Spire in crimson, six months since Bramwell drove his broad silver blade through Edmund Veysey’s heart and shattered the rogue network forever.Below us, in the sunlit central courtyard, the territory is alive with celebration. Long banquet tables are loaded with fresh-roasted meats, bread from Hettie’s kitchen, and casks of aged highland ale. Children run through the green grass, their laughter echoing off the timber walls—reclaimed she-wolves and free pack members living without the shadow of silver chains or dark magic.“I’m just checking to make sure you’re real,” I whisper, leaning back against h

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   20

    “We will tear Manchester apart stone by stone until your sister is breathing pack air again, darlin’,” Bramwell rumbles, his heavy arm wrapping around my waist, pulling me flush against his side as the armored truck rolls through the wrought-iron gates of the Fenmore Pack Estate.I stare out the tinted window at the dense pine forest passing by in the dark twilight. Autumn leaves blanket the stone driveway, glowing faintly under the perimeter lights. I clutch the glass vial of Moon-Light Essence and the blood-signed parchment tight against my ribs, praying to the Moon Goddess that Elowen is still holding on inside the Obsidian Spire.“Let’s raise a glass of silver-aged whiskey to the newlyweds,” Alistair Fenmore says, killing the engine as we park in the main courtyard beneath the shadow of the grand lodge.Bramwell and I live in the central lodge alongside Alistair, while the pack enforcers occupy the surrounding stone barracks. Since taking Bramwell’s mark, I have stepped fully into

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   19

    “Just wondering if you’ll ever get tired of having a broken healer at your side,” I whisper, my voice rough against his neck as the hot water cascades over us.Bramwell cups my face in his broad, scarred palms, his golden eyes burning with fierce, absolute conviction. “I am never going to be done with you, Eira. You are my Luna, and I am your Alpha. We will burn Moonridge Chapel to the ground, tear your sister from those rogue cells, and then you are taking my pack mark.”“Taking your mark?” I squeak, my pulse fluttering wildly in my throat.“We need to secure your territory papers and clear your bloodline record first, but yes.”“You aren’t exactly asking for my permission, Alpha.”“Asking would imply I am willing to accept a refusal, little wolf.”I stare up at the unyielding determination carved into his massive, lethal jaw. “You are completely out o

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