Semua Bab MATED TO RUTHLESS ALPHA BROTHERS : Bab 11 - Bab 20

PATRICK Waylon tried to improve my mood, but it didn't work. Even though we were on our way to meet the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, I was agitated. Another feeling inside me was rising slowly -dread.I dreaded going there and finding out Giselle wasn't there, and everything about her was untrue. It would devastate me, but I was preparing myself regardless. I liked to be prepared no matter what, but Giselle made it difficult.Now that I thought of it, her name could be fake, too. Maybe it wasn't Giselle. I'd be disappointed if that were the case, but for now, I'd be pleased enough if I found her in the Pack.My wolf kept pacing inside me, thinking about her and missing her. His pacing disturbed me even more and made it hard for me to focus. When we reached the Pack's borders, I felt like changing into my wolf and running straight inside the border to search for her myself. That'd be a disaster.It took all my control as my brother talked to the patrolling guard and asked to meet

GISELLE I was sure they would stay busy with the mess I created for them. It'd be enough to distract them, and I was satisfied. Now, all that was left for me to do was pack my shit and leave this place for good.But I was feeling tired... and was pretty much drunk too. The things weren't a good combination for me. Without realising it, I fell asleep on the chair. I slept for a while and dreamt.It had been a long time since I had seen any dreams, but when I closed my eyes, the dreams started floating in front of me as if they had been waiting for me to fall asleep. It was as if they had been conspiring it.I walked down a known dirt road through the woods until I saw the ruins of the ancient temple. It was where I had summoned the moon goddess. I felt a sense of urgency as I treaded through the path and ventured further into the ruins, seeking the twin pillars. The sun was setting on the horizon, and it was gradually getting dark- not the best time I'd choose to visit this place, but

WAYLON "You just met him last night. What made you hate him? I'm sure it just wasn't a ruined date," I stated, unable to find a strong enough reason to justify her leaving my brother last night. There must have been more to it than she was letting me know."You're right. It's just more than a ruined date," she muttered. Her voice was low and whispery. I didn't know why, but a part of me liked it; I even found it strangely fascinating. I wanted to hear her talk more. I wanted to know more. It was a miracle that she had picked up my call and was talking to me in the first place.I was hoping I could talk her into coming back and meeting my brother again. Patrick would appreciate that, and beyond that, I was strangely curious while talking to her. I wanted to meet her, too."Then what is it about?" I asked, hoping there could be some way I could convince her to come back."Oh, it's more than that," she muttered, her voice taking a darker inflexion, "It's old and personal," she added. I

WAYLON The explosion knocked me off the tree, and I landed on my back. Hot pain burned through my back at the impact, but I uprighted myself immediately, glancing around.Black dots clouded my vision, and the explosion shook all my senses. It took me a few seconds to fully configure myself and become aware of my surroundings.The back end of the house was on fire, and so were some of the trees surrounding that part. A thick cloud of smoke covered everything, making me cough. My eyes stung from the smoke as I searched the place for Patrick.When the smoke slightly lifted off, I could finally spot my brother crouched at a distance from the house. His clothes were tattered, and his skin was burned. I rushed to his side, grabbing his arm and trying to get him upright, but he grunted in pain."Are you alright?" I asked, checking the burns on his skin. They were mostly minor burns, but he had a deep cut on his forehead that was bleeding profusely."Yeah," He groaned. "What the fuck happene

WAYLONI was shocked to find out that Giselle was my mate. Not that having two mates was uncommon. There were two great-grandads on my mother's side of the family, but still, I was shocked and... terrified.The first time I saw her and held her in my arms, she was almost lifeless. I thought she was dead, and that had pushed me towards insanity. I hadn't slept or had a moment of peace since the explosion.Giselle was almost dead, and my brother had a severe wound that refused to heal- those three days had been the most testing days of my life. I didn't have Patrick, and I thought my mate was dead.After my revelation, Patrick stared at me for a long minute, searching my face. Usually, alphas were said to be very possessive over their mates, but oddly, the idea of sharing Giselle with my brother didn't make me feel jealous.Instead, it thrilled me in an unexplainable way. I couldn't have ever imagined this in my wildest of dreams."Are you sure?" He asked. I didn't see any hint of jealo