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I leaned back onto my pillow, pulled the covers up to my chin, and shuddered, feeling ashamed of the dream I’d just had. Do I have feelings for both of my soon-to-be stepbrothers? I woke up the next morning around 8:00, after a very unrestful night of tossing and turning. My shame about making out with Tyler and my dream about both brothers had only seemed to grow overnight. I pulled my blanket over my face and groaned as the thought of both came rushing back to me. My phone buzzed on the nightstand and I reached for it, nervous to see who the sender was. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was from mom:

They marked me inside and out, knots swelling one by one, filling me until cum leaked profusely from every hole. As the intensity finally ebbed, we lay in a sweaty, sated tangle. The brothers shared stories of their pack’s history—ancient rivalries, lost battles, and the prophecy of an omega who would strengthen their line. I listened, tracing scars on their chests, feeling the bond deepen with every word.

Anna asked Brian and he nodded “Thanks!” Damian nodded “Don’t mention it!” Brian replied shortly “So, you don’t want to move back here?” I brought the topic again “I had discussed it with Sandra a couple times, but with Sonia, they don’t want to be apart and their job there and many other things….” Damian tried to explain “Ahhh come on!!! You have Fai, me, and I have a bunch of friends here, job is easy one. Right, Fai?” Brian replied Damian “Yeah! Damian, we’re brothers, say what you want, I’ll help!” I told him

No matter what, I mustn’t make the mistake of sleeping with Ambrose just because the attraction was heavy. In a bid to sustain our love interest, Brian and Ambrose avoided seeing me often. Even Brian and I were seeing less often. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. We still loved our brotherhood but couldn’t trust ourselves. Having a twist of mates was no joke. It was like you were looking at your other half in a mirror. I couldn’t get mad at Brian for trying to kiss my girl once. Because I had much worse thoughts about Ambrose though I never carried out.

He holds my wrists in one hand and tugs down his waistband with the other, and it’s so tempting to close my eyes and pretend I want this. Pretend I’m the dirty girl he always said I was. But I can’t. I’m Brian and Cain’s girl now, and only theirs. I only want to be theirs. I get one chance to strike and I strike hard, shunting my knee up full force into his crotch. It works. He rolls to the side with his hand over his dick, cursing at me as he flaps around like a fucking fish. “I’m your brother,” he wheezes.

But the sounds of ripping flesh, the scent of blood, and the roars tell me everything I need to know. Two brothers are fighting. Two brothers, who have been through hell together and trust each other completely, are fighting because of me. Swallowing down my pride, I decide not to be the weakling for once and lift up my head to look at the scene in front of me. Levi and Liam are circling each other, their claws and teeth bared and slashes all over their bodies. “Your mate, huh? All this time the woman I loved, the one I wanted to start a family with, has never been mine. Is that what you’re telling me?!”

"The Brothers have been watching Winslow. They know your routines, your security measures, your weak points. When they attack and they will attack it's going to be brutal." "Let them come," Cameron said coldly. "We'll be ready." I wished I shared his confidence, but fear had wrapped its icy fingers around my heart. The Brothers of Vengeance had killed an Alpha, murdered a Luna, and orchestrated chaos across multiple packs. What chance did we really have against an enemy that organized and ruthless? As if sensing my thoughts, Cameron pulled me closer. "We'll get through this," he whispered. "Together." I nodded, wanting to believe him. Wanting to believe that love and unity could triumph over

"Which is more than I can say for you! Even though I take her on dangerous missions!” The two brothers stood facing each other. Both were breathing heavily. Both were angry. The air in the room felt thick with tension. I tried to sit up. The pain was still there, but their fighting made it worse. I reached for my notepad with a shaking hand. Stop, I wrote. But neither of them saw it. "You don't understand what's happening to her!" Neal said. "And you do?" Noah laughed, but it was not a happy sound. "You think because of some mate bond you know better than everyone?"

Then he pushed one glass toward me. "I smell sadness on you," he said softly. "This whiskey might make you feel better." I looked at the glass for a moment, then back at him and gave a small smile. "Yes," I answered honestly. "I was just kicked out of my pack." There was no pity on his face. Instead, there was a faint smile, as if my confession interested him. "I see." He leaned back on the sofa, one arm resting casually, but his presence still felt dominant. "The problem I mentioned earlier is about three Alpha brothers."

Jess warned in her face. "I will fuck you up and cut them fake boob bags out of your chest!" Jess flung her to the floor. Lacey looked up to Axel for help. "She's my girlfriend and we are exclusive." Axel told her. You could hear a pin drop. Then the whole bar gasped in disbelief. Another brother fallen. Army stood up and saluted the fallen brother. "Another brother has fallen!" He said, bowing his head.