Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates Novels & Stories

, Lucien remained slightly behind them, his typically composed look abolutely shattered as he looked at me in disbelief. Mate. The word resonated in my mind three separate times, with an unheard violent force snapping the bond into place that nearly took me to the brink of unconsciousness. Kael turned around in disbelief his eyes on his three stepbrothers, understanding exactly what the sudden change in the room indicated. “What are you three doing here? You are not allowed to come into the ceremonial hall tonight.”

"Because then I get to have a genuinely good time breaking you apart, and I get to use you as the link that pulls him all the way in. Two birds, one stone." "You're sick," I said. "We're all sick in this story, sunshine." He said it so casually it almost sounded reasonable. "You fuck your brother—" "He is my stepbrother," I snapped, and I felt the rawness of it leave my mouth before I could stop it, the desperation to make him understand even when some part of me already knew it didn't matter to him. "He is my stepbrother and he is my mate. The bond is real. It is not what you are making it sound like."

I press a hand over my face, wetting my palm with my tears. If I allow him today, I’ll allow him again tomorrow, and the days to follow. I can’t do that. He’ll soon become my stepbrother. And although we’re not related by blood, in our culture, a stepbrother is considered a brother, and we’re forbidden for each other. We’ll be shunned if news gets out. I can’t risk the humiliation that would fall on my mom. I can’t allow anyone to point accusing fingers at her, to blame her for not raising me right. That woman has given me more than just her life, and I can’t pay her back with disappointment.

I muttered to no one, the words sounding as empty as I felt. If someone had told me a few weeks ago that my stepbrother would turn out to be my... mate—ugh, that word—I would’ve laughed so hard I’d probably choke. What kind of lunatic crap even is that? But here I was, not laughing, because apparently, my life decided to become a full-blown supernatural soap opera. And the weirdest part?

I mean, I am trying to share my problem with my own brother but he's not taking me in a serious way. Anyway, I decided to move on with the subject "she's wearing someone else's mark, which I still can't get it yet. That's why I want you to do some full research about her background, and about the a** who marked her." I said, not trying to hide the anger in my voice. I wasn't expecting what was coming from my brother. I even refused to accept what he said even though I knew he was right. " If she's marked, that means she's having maybe another mate. It's more like when a rejected werewolf gets a second chance mate. Why can't you just leave her on her own, you do really know that she's just go

She asked me through the mind-link. "Well, her parents are both dead, and today is their birthday. We went to visit their graves, and she started crying," I reply. "Poor girl..." She murmurs. We both stare at her, while she's zoned out again, staring at the desk. Suddenly, her eyes move up to meet my mother's, and then mine. Her eyes snap back to my mother as she cleared her throat. "So I wanted to talk to you guys about the second step of the mate bond: Marking," She announces.

He asked. “I will not allow you to mark her. Over my dead body will I let that happen. It can't happen.” I argued. “You must accept it, Darin. Catherine is my mate and I have every right to mark her. You can mark her only when she has given birth.” He said and I sighed. “But she is my breeder.” I argued. “Don't use that as an excuse.” Darwin said. I knew all these were true but I can't just admit it. I can't take it. How will I cope knowing that the person I love got marked by my brother? I shook my head and looked at Darwin.

Xavier says and I leave out a deep growl causing a few people outside to look at me. “She is no longer Tyler’s mate. She is my mate.” I correct him. “What do you mean that she is your mate?” Xavier now asks. “Exactly what I said. She is now my mate. She is marked by me and I am marked by her. She chose me, brother. The claiming is official, we have mated.” I explained to him. Silence filled the line and then finally Xavier said, “Congratulations brother.” But I knew there was a but coming and sure enough there was. “But what am I to do with the Immortal King when he finds out?”

I explained knowing my father best. “I understand this dorogoy. If he does not accept then I also have contingency plans. Do not worry. You both will bare my mark, my name, and my ring. I hope this is not weird for you but in order to officially claim the pack as mine and the easiest way would be to claim your sister as my mate. Babe, I will have to mate with her. I am sorry, there is no way around that. But also know that once we find Nikolay he will have to do the same with you. Do not think of it as sharing as we are a unit. We are one.”

“Because you can’t…you can’t have mates, can you? Isn’t that the same as taking a wife?” “Yes, it is. I am not going to mark you Pippa, but-” “Mark me?” “Claim you as my mate...uhm...marry you.” I won’t elaborate on the process of marking your mate. I’ve heard it’s highly unpleasant, especially for females, and since I don’t plan to ever do it, she doesn’t need to know the details. “But we have to go all the same. I don’t know how else I can protect you.”