Brother Wedgie Novels & Stories

His palm gripped my waist tighter, my eyes scanning my surroundings noticing no one dared to throw us even a single glance of concern. I laugh to myself. Adrian Wade. Alexander's brother who claimed to be my mate at school some years ago, when he turned 18. I thought he was cute, though. But that was before I learned he was just some puny human with no wolf. That fucking turned me off and I turned him down the harshest possible way there is. He glared then cursed at me that very day, swearing he will hunt me down and force me to submission. That day, I had sneered at him and told him to fuck off.

Margaret was no better, her tone dripping with passive aggression. "Even on your wedding day, you've got women throwing themselves at you. Impressive, Mr. Sterling." Alexander had no idea what she was talking about, but he kept his composure and patiently pulled out the wedding gift I'd given him for her. "This is from my sister. A wedding present. Take a look." When Celeste saw the size of the box, she figured it had to be something impressive. Her expression softened slightly — but the moment she took it from his hands, her face fell.

~ Julian ~ I was buried in quarterly reports when Raymond knocked and told me my brother was waiting. My shoulders tightened. Adrian and I had barely spoken since our fight at the last board meeting about expanding into Asia. Our relationship had been cold for years — more competition than brotherhood. “Let him in,” I said. Adrian came in like a storm. He slammed the door instantly and paced a little in my office, breathing quickly, and his hair got messy from running his hands through it.

I pleaded. "He was. He was our brother until he ruined everything with his own hands," Matteo let out, firm and resolute. "Now, all he is to us is an enemy that needs to be killed before he causes any more damage to anyone else." "He did not do anything! Stop trying to make fucking excuses. If you want his properties, then just take it. No one's going to say anything to you," I was desperate to save my dad. "Just admit that you two are so fucking greedy that you're willing to kill your own brother!"

He mentioned some important names and Polly almost regretted it. She barely remembered a handful. His father’s name is Wade and his younger brother is called James. Jared has plenty to say about his father but didn’t say much about his brother. There were elders. He informed her what they’re usually on about, the things that matter to them, which don’t usually align with his.

My brother and I, we have a strictly professional relationship for the last year because I am to be his beta but we don’t act like brothers anymore. ‘’What do you mean check on Ciera’’ he asked socked. ‘’she is there with beta Harry, isn’t she?’’ I asked him worrying even more. ‘’No, she isn’t here and neither is Beta Harry. Why would she be here and why would she be with him?’’ he asked me without even masking his emotions as he always does. He was both angry and worried sick. The question is where is my best friend and why does my brother acts like that for a person that he is talking to for a year?

Five years ago, after the Horton was defeated by the Vaillant pack, Wade Horton was sitting next to his sister on her bed, begging her not to leave, “Please, Wendy, don't go!” It was almost sunset, but the sun shone brightly entering Wendy Horton’s bedroom, filling it with a crimson light. “I’ll be back, don't worry, Wade…” the 20 years old girl soothed her little brother to stop worrying. The fourteen years old boy then stared at his sister seriously, “promised?”

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”

Step by step, he made my parents, my wife, and my daughter lose trust in me. Everything was perfect for him. Everything happened exactly the way he wanted! Everything that I used to own was officially his. Declan was bedridden. When he saw the waiver in his hand, his eyes lit up with a smile. He had worked hard for so long, and he finally got what he wanted! It was great! When Declan was about to take a photo and make a post on social media, he heard a sarcastic voice. “Tsk! You aren’t dead yet, you useless brat?

I can’t imagine a man taking a picture of me secretly. Maybe if it was different I would be scared but Wayne is my friend so I’m not scared. Almost all were stolen shots. “Are you done? —Woah” Ate Wendie went inside. He took the photos and examined them as well. She looked at me then she looked at the photo. “My brother is crazy for you!” I bowed in shame. This day is embarrassing. I don’t know how to handle this. I don’t know what to do. I’m talking about his sibling here who know everything. She might teased us again!