All Chapters of Mated To My Obsessive Foster Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

- OLIVIA It was a bright Saturday morning when I woke up in my room on the last floor of this white mansion and decided to inform my foster mother, Nancy George, about my interest in gaining admission into the pack's university to study medicine so I could help the pack members. As a seventeen-year-old girl, I had seen many of my pack wolves fall sick, and this sparked a desire in me to study medicine and help them. When I got out of bed, I was wearing a long white nightdress, so I put on my black slippers and breathed out heavily. I knew I had to try my luck with my foster mother. She could be cruel to me sometimes because she pampered her own daughter, Emily. But I had to try. It was my only hope and chance of gaining admission into the pack's university, which was expensive. Nancy worked as a nurse in the pack's hospital, and her husband, Wren, was a lawyer for the alpha's family, even though they were delta wolves. They were rich from working and taking care of their two child

- OLIVIA I swear I saw the look of desire cross Mark's eyes as his lips parted to say something, but the door to my hospital room burst open, and my foster mother, Nancy, walked in, accompanied by her daughter, Emily. Their eyes locked on Mark and me, who were so close together on my bed. 'Oh no! Not again,' I pondered as I felt my heart beating loudly in my chest. To my shock, Nancy didn't yell at me like I had expected. I remembered Dr. Sam's warning to Mark that he would have my foster mother arrested for my sake, but that didn't stop her from peering at me contemptuously. "What's going on here, Mark? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the basketball court, preparing for your match today?" Nancy asked as she glared at her son. "Good morning, Mom. I already called my coach, and he said the match won't start until 12 p.m. today," Mark replied with a calm voice, but his mother frowned. "Mmm. So why are you here to check on Olivia? You should stay away from her. You can have

- MARK "Wait, Mark! Where are you rushing to? We want to celebrate winning against the Red Ballers, and you're in a hurry. Are you hiding something from us?" Daniel asked, moving forward to meet me. His gaze fixed coldly on me as he smirked. I didn't like how Daniel posed his questions, drawing the attention of our colleagues. "It's personal. I don't need to tell you," I replied, my voice calm, my eyes meeting his gaze. Daniel was angry because Olivia rejected his advance, before he settled for Emily. How was that my fault? "Don't lie to us, Mark," Daniel yelled, his eyes shooting daggers at me. "If you want to lie, you should have respect for Alpha Bryan!" "Let him go, Daniel. I have no interest in what Mark does. Since he said it's personal, don't pick on him," Bryan chimed in, his voice gentle, settling the rift between Daniel and me. "Daniel, Bryan is right. You're just mad at Mark because his sister rejected you. How is it Mark's fault that Olivia rejected you? Stop being a

Olivia's POV: I had woken up from my afternoon nap when the hospital room door swung open. “Who is there?” I sat up on the bed, feeling a bit better after waking from my sleep. My headache had also lessened. However, my eyes widened in shock when I saw Mark return to the room. His yellow eyes met my blue eyes, locking with them, and I became so nervous and lowered my head. “Hi, how are you doing?” Mark asked, his voice soft as he walked up to the hospital bed to meet me. Before I could respond, the door burst open again, and Dr. Sam entered and peered at us. “What do you want, Dr. Sam?” Mark asked, before I could. His voice laced with irritation as he peered at Dr. Sam’s face coldly. “I should be the one asking you, Mark? You came here uninvited and I need to keep watch to ensure that you are not doing anything to harm my patient,” Dr. Sam replied ruthlessly, and my eyes widened in shock. “How can I hurt Olivia? She is my sister and it’s my duty to protect her!” Mark replied p

Olivia’s POV: “Hmm, the food smells delicious. I thought Mark didn’t like you, why then did you buy this expensive meal?” Erica asked as she moved to take a seat in the room, clearly not ready to go home. I shrugged. “I do not know. Maybe he just feels concerned about how his family treated me.” “Mmm. I heard his coach’s daughter’s birthday is tomorrow. Are you going to attend it? Rita will be 18 tomorrow and will find her mate. Do you think Mark might be Rita’s fated mate? With the way she openly gawks at him, and she is among the Yellow Ballers cheerleaders, do you not think there is a possibility she could be his mate?” I nearly choked on my meal as I coughed. Luckily, Erica quickly helped me with a bottle of water from her bag. “I do not think so. Although I know Mark has many girlfriends. So why will Rita want to waste her time to pick him as her fated mate, unless it’s the Moon Goddess’s choice for them?” I replied, but my voice turned shallow as my heart ached painfully at