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Author: S.O Gold
last update publish date: 2026-09-04 00:00:28

"Pathetic," he muttered, tossing the wet line onto my deck with blatant disgust. "Did no one in your life bother to teach you how to tie a basic line?"

"Did no one in your life bother to teach you basic humanity?" I spat back, the bitter pain exploding out of my chest before I could stop it. "I might be homeless, Sterling, but at least I'm not a heartless beast who leaves people to drown!"

Sterling froze, his dark eyebrows pulling together as his hands rested heavily on his hips. The wind whipp
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  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   11

    "You survived that freezing river, Maisie," Maribel murmured, carrying the polished oak tray out to the sunlit stone patio overlooking the Silvermoon River. "Not a single crumb left on your plate. Dr. Bevan called earlier and said you should spend the morning outside in the air. The heavy patio canopy will block the wind off the Frostfall Rapids. How does that sound?""It sounds like heaven, Maribel," I replied, smoothing the fabric of my trousers as I sat by the glass doors. "I feel my strength coming back every hour.""I've never seen an omega so determined to drag herself out of bed," Maribel laughed softly, resting her hands on her hips. "Pacing back and forth across that bedroom the last two days like a caged lioness!""A very fat lioness," I corrected dryly, looking down at my generous hips and full thighs.Maribel waved a hand dismissively. "Nonsense, child! You have glorious, healthy curves fit for an Alpha's pack house. Cedric is coming up to carry you down the grand steps."

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   10

    My feet swung over the edge of the mattress again, determined to stand, but Sterling strode across the rug in two massive steps. His big hands clamped around my ankles, lifting my legs and swinging them back onto the bed. His fingers lingered against my warm skin for a second longer than necessary, sending an electric shock straight through my pulse points.We froze, staring at each other. My eyes burned with pure hatred; his returned the glare with absolute coldness.Slowly, Sterling straightened to his full, towering height, tweaking one dark eyebrow up. "Going somewhere, Maisie?""I am not staying under the same roof as a tyrant who is determined to blame me for an accident I didn't cause!" I held his intense grey gaze, something raw and desperate forcing the words out of my chest. "Please... just tell me you believe me! I wasn't driving!"Sterling studied my face for a long, agonizing moment. His dark eyes slowly drifted down my neck, lingering on the heavy curve of my chest benea

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   9

    "If I told you that no male wolf has ever touched me, that I built an iron fortress around my heart the day my family cast me out, would you even believe me?" I rasped, my vocal cords burning as I glared up at the massive Alpha standing beside my bed. "Or would you just call me a liar again?"Sterling raised one dark, imperious eyebrow, his broad shoulders blocking out the sunlight streaming through the arched windows of the Whitaker River Estate. "A broke outcast with nothing to her name? Anyone in your position looks ragged and starving. Tell me, Maisie, before you turned up floating in my river like abandoned baggage, how exactly did you survive?""I worked fifty hours a week at Mercer Electrical Works," I snapped, the memory of the grease, wire coils, and heavy iron parts making my knuckles ache. "I lifted crates, fixed power lines, and kept Alwyn Mercer's machinery running until he retired and shuttered the shop without warning. Then my brother decided my small room at Harcourt C

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   8

    "A high-ranking female who could have provided a stabilizing influence," Sterling continued, his voice dripping with dark irony as he stared down at my pale, bruised face. "How Everett would have hated the solid, unexciting omega you are trying to pretend to be!""That 'unexciting omega' would have forced him to hand over the keys when he was drenched in fire-whisky, thereby keeping him alive!" I snapped back."Are you attempting to make me feel guilty for my brother's grave?" he asked, his grey eyes turning to ice."He was the one driving the vehicle," I said, my chest heaving as pain shot through my ribs. "Are you honestly blaming me for the crash?""I saw you behind the wheel with my own eyes when you both left the Whitaker Grand Ballroom," Sterling replied coldly."We pulled over and swapped seats five minutes after leaving the pack gates!" My hands clenched into the heavy duvet. "Everett demanded to drive. Why are you shaking your head? I swear on my honor we traded places!""The

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   7

    Voices drifted up from the lower courtyard right beneath my window."Sterling, this vessel is an absolute wreck!" a male voice shouted, followed by the heavy thud of boots on timber. "Whoever was navigating this floating coffin is lucky they didn't end up crushed against the rocks.""Replace 'he' with 'she', Baxter," Sterling answered from the dock below, his voice dry and devoid of pity. "She calls her craft the Moon Lady. Though she prefers to describe herself in even less flattering terms. 'Stray river trash', I believe, was her term of choice."My body went completely rigid under the sheets."You're joking," Baxter Hensley laughed, his voice echoing off the stone wall. "A lone female living in a breakdown like this? Some wild rogue type? Free with her favors, is she? Is that why you brought her inside the house?"A sharp blush flooded my pale, feverish cheeks. I clenched my fists, my claws aching to extend."A wild rogue?" Sterling’s voice carried a dark, sardonic edge. "Hardly. A

  • The Wrong Brother's Bite   6

    "Your ribs completely mended three years back, I take it?" Dr. Bevan asked, rising from his chair and snapping his medical kit shut.I nodded once, my jaw tight. "And the shoulder. It was just a deep dislocation then.""Well, this recent river incident has severely bruised the exact same ribcage, but time will repair the bone, just as it will clear the throat infection," Dr. Bevan said, pulling a prescription pad from his jacket. "You require absolute bed rest. That is the single effective treatment right now. I am prescribing an antibiotic for the fever, but you must remain immobile for forty-eight hours minimum. Do you hear me, Maisie?"Maribel stepped back into the room as the heavy oak door clicked open. Dr. Bevan scribbled a swift line of script across the paper and passed it straight to the housekeeper."She understands the necessity of total rest, Doctor," Alpha Sterling Whitaker’s deep voice echoed from the doorway. He stepped inside, his broad shoulders easily blocking out th

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