Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates Mga Nobela at Kwento

“We’re mates. We felt it. At the Moon Festival.” Rachel sat beside him, wrapping her arms around his trembling body. “I’m not mad. I’m not scared. I just want you to be safe—and happy.” He buried his face in her shoulder, tears falling freely now. “It’s wrong. He’s my stepbrother.” Rachel held him tighter. “You’re not blood. And the bond doesn’t care about the titles humans created. All that matters is what’s real.” Across the house, Brian sat with his father in the study, his hands clenched into fists.

I recalled the way they'd taunt me, their words cutting and humiliating me at every turn. Frustration welled up inside me and I wished I could scream. Mate bonds weren't treated how it was in the past with tales of soulmates and true love. They weren't concrete standards to fall in love or get together with a person and many others lived without their mates. Having a mate only meant having a high compatibility with someone and it wasn't a sign of a good relationship. Despite knowing all of that, I couldn't understand how the universe could pair me with the worst people on earth.

/My brother asked me to/ He replied with an annoyed tone. /What?/ I asked. But before I could say anything else, Freddy came up to me and grabbed my arm roughly. /Is this true? Are you really my brother's mate? Or are you just trying to humiliate me and my family?/ He said in confusion. Hearing that, I quickly pushed him away and frowned, /Stop it, what are you talking about?/ /You can't... you can't tell the truth. This is a lie!/ He said with an angry shout.

Dave stood up protectively and so did I. “Um, I’ll be there in a second.” I told Brad quickly. He didn’t turn to me, he just kept looking at Dave. “Brad, I’ll be with you in a while. Can you please excuse me now?” I said surprising myself by how stern I was. After a quick glance at me and without a word, Brad walked away. I turned to Dave. “Who’s he?” Dave asked. “He’s my best friend’s brother. We’re sort of family.” I added quickly.

Getting the hint she huffed and strutted away. Rubbing my eyes I asked them both if the brothers were hooking up with randoms at the school and Mini laughed. “They haven't shown interest in anyone since they returned from their mother’s across state. Rumor has it that they were both refused by who they thought was their mate after getting stood up by her,” Sloan said firmly and I looked at him and choked. There was no way in hell it was me that they thought was their mate and certainly not both of them, right?!

“We are both going to work together to continue to make sure that this pack is strong. You aren’t alone man. You never have been, never will be. Were Brothers for life.” I hold out my fist for a bump, with a little smirk on my face. We came up with Were Brothers for life when we were kids along with our other best friend Aaron. So, I knew it would get a smile out of him. “Thanks Man.” He chuckles as he bumps my fist. “You are corny as hell you know that?” he shakes his head at me, while I chuckle at him “It made you smile though right and got my message across. So, win win.” I chuckle. He shakes his head at me while I get up and walk back over to my desk.

I said. “Are they best friends or actual brothers?” He asked. “Brothers.” I said. “Damn. I didn’t know that. I was invited to stay the night as well.” He said. “Listen, I don’t know what you expect from me. But I’m not looking for a mate.” I said, boldly. “How do you know that we’re mates? You’re not old enough to feel the mate bond.” He said.

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

But I rather have both. "Okay, that's it!" I peeked to see my impatient best friend. She opened the door and yelled, "Riley! Bruce! Xavier!" Riley and Bruce are my friends and Xavier is my twin brother. Riley Marcos is my best friend's mate. He is the best whenever I need a distraction from Linda or in pranking her. Seriously, call this guy when you want to get back at your best friend.

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that it would be my brother's best friend. The memories of the past came rushing back in my mind. I recalled how my twin brother was broken when he lost his best friend. Mathew Martinez was not only my brother's best friend, he was our friend too and one of the best men that we had in our team. He was more like a family and we used to consider him as one of us. “ Are you sure this is real or there's a mistake?” I couldn't help it but ask Diego just to make sure that it wasn't a case of mistaken identity. Even though I didn't want to admit it, deep down I wished he could tell me that it wasn't true.