Claimed By His Savage Brother Novels & Stories

My voice shifted lower, threaded with a guttural growl, my wolf bleeding through my words. He hesitated, too long. The beast inside me surged forward, and I didn’t fight it this time. My claws extended, my fangs lengthened, and I slammed the glowing iron across his chest. The flesh hissed and split beneath the heat, and his scream echoed so loud it shook the rafters. The scent of burned skin and blood filled the chamber, heady and intoxicating. Finally, he broke. “Miguel!” he choked out, his entire body convulsing from shock and pain. “It was Miguel! Your… your elder brother ordered me! He…he wanted everything on you!”

"Yes, I do. And it's been dead for about a minute now." My eyes widen and I shake my head. "You are truly what they say you are…a merciless barbarian." He shrugs his massive shoulders. "Should live up to my title," he tells me. "I kill for means of survival." I don't watch when he pulls out his dagger and digs the blade into the squirrel's belly. "And your men…I suppose they kill for fun?" Again he only shrugs his shoulders. "I know what they're capable of. But I'm not there to say whether or not they can kill someone or not. That's where my brother comes in."

They fought other tribes and survived through strength and fear. The brother was sick with envy. Although he had this power, he wanted to rule. So, he challenged his brother for the Alpha position. The boy thought about the request. He knew his brother was too selfish and evil to become Alpha. So, he refused the challenge. This angered the brother. He believed his brother had to honor him. The fighting got so much, the boy had to force his brother to leave, but that was a mistake.

My long strands of hair hung over my eyes, I peeped through them up at Groban but one of the other Brothers yelled at me before kicking me hard against my ribs, forcing me to fall down again as I yelped. “Keep your head down little feral bitch, you don’t get to look up at us!” He shouted, turning his attention toward Groban he scoffed, “Are you sure about this baby brother? They’re feral, like vermin,” Groban smirked, “Yet you have about six of your own Dax,” Laughing the brother shook his head, “Yes but I know how to handle these things, give her to me I’ll break her in for you,” the brothers found pleasure in plummeting villages and taking human woman for themselves, treating them worse th

Hence, the plan had been to mate with them, to avoid the wildness from interfering with their knotting me out of my heat, to ensure my own survival. I was taking this risk, this perilous gamble, more for my own sake than for theirs. If I acted shrewdly, if I could control the situation, I might force the wildness to retreat, if only for a time. With that desperate hope in mind, I sliced my wrist open with a claw, the blade piercing my flesh with practiced ease, a sacrifice for survival. Blood sluiced from the wound, a crimson offering, a desperate plea for salvation. I moved hastily, desperately, to feed the brothers before the wound could close, before the opportunity was lost.

I forced myself to crawl upright, every step feeling like I was walking on knife edges. “Lick it clean,” Butcher ordered, pointing at his mud-caked boots. I stared at him, my eyes bloodshot. In my mind, my brother’s face surfaced again. My brother was a half-werewolf—the son of my Alpha father and his former mate. When my brother was very young, my father had dissolved the bond with his human mother. From then on, he was raised under my mother’s care. Although we were only half-siblings, he doted on me endlessly, always protecting me and staying by my side.

"Harin?'' Are the rumors true? I mumbled to myself, leaning on the tree's bark again. Alpha Zeus of Panther Lord Pack, to which I belonged to. His long-lost brother, Harin who was claimed to be a runaway has sought revenge on him. ''Seize him!'' was what I heard. Who? I saw some wolves running in my direction the moment my eyes met theirs. I took to my heels but they were faster than I was. I try to flee, yet I was caught. *Is this my end? Will I see my family again?* I stop on my track surrendering myself to them. One shoots a dagger at me, and avoiding it I wave way to the side A wild man stomps my hurting foot hard which makes me scream in anger as I leap in pain. Is this a maniac?

I nodded my head and raise up my hand to swear to him that I'll be fine and won't cause him trouble. Although the villa is huge. It's not gigantic enough for the two of us not to find each other once this party is over. Seconds after we entered the villa. Girls flocks at my brother as if they are pigeons and my brother is the tastiest worm that they have seen on their entire life.

I began slowly, “was not the man most of you believe he was. He was strong. He was clever. But he was also cruel. He wasn’t the Alpha the stories tell you. He was the kind of man who believed power came before people.” A few heads lowered in the crowd. The older ones those who’d served under him said nothing. “He had another family,” I continued. “Before he met my mother. A woman he abandoned. A son he left behind.” My throat tightened. “That son’s name was Raymond.” Murmurs rippled through the wolves. The name still carried weight, even now. I didn’t stop. “You’ve all heard of the man who led the rogues. The one we fought tonight. That man was my blood. My half brother.”

"You must be joking, huh? You want to return to your clan and tell them what just happened here, just so you and your clan can prepare for a better fight?" "Do you think I'm a child? If I let you go, you will definitely come back for me because I killed your brother. You will not want to know that your brother's ignorance led to his death. so I can't leave you! I am ending you here, and that's final!" I declared. Falling to the ground, his head above his arm, he said, "Please, I'm not going to return. Set me free this once and you won't regret it, I promise." He continued pleading, but I wasn't even listening to whatever he was saying.