Todos os capítulos de His Mate. His Brat.: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

>“I can get my own, old man.” I growl up at him before clamping my mouth shut until my lips are pressed into a hard, thin line. For a second Lucian just watches me with narrowed eyes and eventually lets out a small chuckle before letting my chin go so he can get a fresh piece of toast for me. He slowly feeds me a whole piece of toast, two fried eggs and a piece of extra crispy bacon before I lean back until my ass is flat on my heels. I haven’t once tried to get up; something about Lucian and the way he speaks tells me that I shouldn’t until he tells me I can. “Right, first things first, you need clothes. I love you in nothing but a towel but you need to be dressed before we leave this space.” Lucian licks the tips of his fingers to get rid of the grease and butter before leaning to the other side of the table and plucking up a white bag I hadn’t noticed before now. He holds it out to me but I don’t immediately reach for it. I’ve never had anything new before; it's not even p

>“My father told me that females should be pregnant and caring for the home; I’ve had no formal training.” My heart starts beating a little too fast in my chest as I stare down at Mora like I’m seeing her for the first time. I notice the bloodshot of her eyes, the dryness of her lips, the lack of muscles in her arms and the unnatural whiteness of her skin. She’s thinner than she should be and her pheromones are weak for an Alpha; she submitted way too easily, which means someone has made her do this regularly. Probably her father. I knew Alpha Dean had a problem with me and the way I’ve changed things for the better but I had no idea he was oppressing the females in his Pack. Over the years, Alpha Dean has refused the food, technology and even the new Pack members I’ve sent to him. I’ve tried countless times to get into his border but his enforcers fight with a strength I’ve never seen before and because I’ve been unwilling to hurt anyone from the Blackthron Pack, I’ve been

>My shoulders hunch and my chin goes low enough to press against my chest while I pull my wolf forward enough that if danger pops out at me, my wolf will be able to get out quicker. Nothing could have prepared me for what I see when I finally step through the trees. Lucian stands close enough to my back that I can feel his body heat warming into me as I look out at the wasteland. I’ve heard stories of the war that took the humans out and how the cities still burnt, but I’ve never actually seen it. I thought Blackthorn Pack was impressive with its bar, large Pack house and scattered homes for the Pack members, but just the burnt-out shell of the burning human city shows me just how basic my birth Pack actually is. Some of the buildings stand so high that I have to crane my neck to look at the crumbled tops; everything is black thanks to roaring fires and years of bad weather. Not a single building shows any signs of being liveable; actually, most of them look like a good gust o

>“Who is he and why is he talking to my mate?” I hiss at Hyde as I watch the training session from the sidelines. Alpha James is making them run for much longer than necessary, but it's not lawbreaking, so I force myself to stay on the sidelines and watch as my mate gasps and pants while talking to a very attractive blonde male. "That's the one that was sent for correction, you because he's, erm, well, you know.” Hyde’s ears turn red as he grips the back of his neck and looks down at the ground. “Gay.” I say firmly. “It's not a dirty word, Hyde; it's who he is and people need to accept that.” I don’t think Hyde is homophobic; I think he’s just not used to people like this male around him; he probably makes the big enforcer a little uncomfortable. Hyde doesn’t do well with the unknown.“Whatever.” Hyde grunts as his nose scrunches up and he forces himself to look up at Mora and her new companion with narrowed eyes. “He’s called Jackson but goes by Jack; he’s from a Pack in

>"Sorry, Beta," Jack mutters under his breath before grabbing my hand and dragging me past Lucian into the classroom. For just a second my breasts rub against Lucian’s chest and I swear he pulls in a deep breath and tightens his hands into fists but I’m in the classroom before I can fully take in the moment. ‘Godess, he smells so good.’ My wolf whispers as Jack pulls me past several enforcers already sitting at the tables; each head turns to look at me but I keep my eyes forward until Jack stops at a table with two seats and practically pushes me into one of them. “Welcome to Pack History.” Lucian isn’t shouting but his voice carries across the classroom and wraps around me anyway. I try to look away but I can't; it's like he’s holding me captive with those chocolate brown eyes, each time I try to look away it's like there’s a force connecting us together and forcing my eyes back to him. “Why aren’t we training?” One enforcer barks out; he’s already muscle-stacked, and I be