Claimed By His Savage Brother Novels & Stories

“I don’t belong here, if I am Tabitha, I am not the same girl you would’ve known. I am a warrior, I am sassy, and outspoken, I’ll just cause trouble.” “A woman warrior?” She looked aghast at me. “Yes, A lot of packs have them, I have not shifted yet but, my brother and father were training me. Before father went insane.” “Brother?” “Yes, Joshua” “That was Joseph’s son. It has to be you” she said as she hugged me. “What ever you do, do not let my husband or his father know you survived, if what you said is true, they’ll try to kill you. I know about their violent take over. I learned after the wedding. They told everyone my father was killed.

“And kill the enemy. But don’t you fucking dare injure one of my mates, or I will peel the flesh from your spine and drag your skeletons out of your bodies whilst you’re still alive to feel every agonizing moment of it. Do you understand?” He was just as savage as his mates, he thought and wondered if he was wrong. If it wasn’t newborn enthusiasm for power and war that inspired the bloodlust – but being a hybrid. He was almost embarrassed by the words that had leaped out of his mouth. He was a warrior. He had been a king. He was not a savage. But those words had been those of a savage. He didn’t regret them. Maybe the time had come to be a savage. Maybe his mates were right, and he was too h

“After years of searching for the rogue leader that killed our parents, I finally located him. I clung to the hope that maybe, what he did to Moon River was an isolated thing. But I was wrong. Instead, he went on terrorizing other packs all these years, wreaking havoc on any place he had put his greed on. This man was an embodiment of evilness and greed and I want to stop him. No, I need to stop him. I must. This is between me and the dark past that I need to confront. It is time to face the demon that has been haunting me since the night we lost mom and dad.” I covered my mouth with one of my hands, realizing what my brother did. He went on chasing a rogue leader, a criminal, and a fugitiv

“They killed everyone. Every single person. Apart from the few who managed to escape. That was when we found out that it was basically a bunch of rogues who were going around and trying to take over other packs. Prior to hours, they had done it successfully once, but it wasn’t publicized because it was a very small pack. And for my own, they basically wiped out people who could talk, and every other person went to hide themselves, hence why no one heard about it. When they were about to strike me down for fear that I might want to avenge my parents, my sister begged with everything in her. And finally, the man agreed. However, he’s still managed to show his weakness, even in what seemed like

“You killed your brother. You killed him to steal the title.” He didn’t flinch. He didn’t deny it. Instead, he leaned closer, voice dropping to a purr. “Power doesn’t wait for the weak. My brother had the name, but he lacked the teeth. Green Briar was slipping under his hand. Wolves were restless, sniffing for a leader with bite. So I gave them one.” Evandra’s stomach turned. Sage snarled furiously inside her, but she held her ground, refusing to look away. “You murdered your own blood,” she said, voice low but steady. “That doesn’t make you a leader. It makes you a coward.”

Jillian tried to be invisible the rest of the day. She kept her head down, and kept her hands busy with paperwork, her ears open to the clacking of keyboards and the hum of voices around her. But in her mind, she was falling apart. Dominic Pierre. She couldn't stop muttering his name to herself, over and over in her head. He was Gerald's brother. Gerald, the very same man who had apparently used her, threatened her, and now loomed over her like an armed gun. And Dominic, the man was intense and she was beginning to feel something for him.

“It is obvious they have played us all. These two knew that this will happen, so they used the alpha douche’s own weakness against himself.” Silas said chuckling as he patted Cyrus back and the male sneered at the both of us, then he left after Savage grinned at him. But we didn’t mean to trick anyone but my brother. Yesterday when Savage told me that he wants to take the pack for me, it was me who suggested that. He was right. This is my pack and it should be me who fights him for it, especially since I have suffered a lot because of my brother’s abuse. My old pack mates aren’t angels, I know, but they were ordered to treat me as trash after my brother allowed it. So I was selfish when I su

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 than dogs, clenching my jaw I felt an incredible buildup of anger toward this brother in particular. “I’ve marked her so she’s mine, I’ll kill her if she steps out of line,” Nodding once one of the other brother’s standing beside Groban thought it over, “You marked it, you keep it, just be careful,” He said sternly while patting him on the back. Nodding once Groban pulled me up onto my feet again as he started pulling me in the direction away from our camp and a

“Of course. We both want the same thing. The throne.” Father smiled proudly at him. “That is my son.” I stared between them. Everything inside me twisted. “You’re both insane,” I said. “This is not a game.” Father slammed his fist on the table. “Your brother has a strong leg, a strong arm, and a strong wolf. He is ready. You have nothing but excuses.” My jaw trembled with rage. “I survived something that would have killed most men.” “Survived?” Father scoffed. “Is that your proudest achievement? Surviving?”

Then slowly looking at Roy, I said, “He's my... savage beast.” My uncle and cousins both stared at me in bewilderment, but I didn't give a damn. No one was going to hurt my buddy. The huge man replied with a nod then turned to my uncle, saying, “Twenty box for savage beasts, pay up.” Uncle Ramsey turned around and asked me, “How did you get a savage beast?” I began, “I...” The huge man was running out of patience and shouted that my uncle should pay up or prepare to get it slaughtered.