Brothers’ Regret After I Left
I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my brothers.
Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago.
With a sigh, I pulled out my phone and called my Alpha brother, Ryker. Twenty years as siblings should count for something.
No matter how ugly things had become between us, we deserved one final meal together.
He disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting his phone off completely.
Swallowing my pride, I dialed my Beta brother, Axel.
This time, after an eternity of ringing, he deigned to answer, like he was granting me some grand favor.