Eldest Of The Black Rabbit Brotherhood Novels & Stories

I said and closed the door before she could reply. My name is Nathan Black, and my twin brother Ethan and I are the Alphas of the Red Moon Pack. Most think we are ruthless and cruel, but everyone that knows us know we are not. Yes, we will put someone in their place when we need to, but we don't like having issues with anyone.

It’s frivolous bullshit that won’t matter until my mate is home. We approach the porch to find my younger brother, drinking and joking with his friends. My gut swirls with uncertainty, the closer we get to them. My wolf on edge, but he always is when Braddock is near. He may be my brother, but we are as different as two people can be. “Oh, if it isn’t the prodigal son! He’s finally returned!” Brad calls, his words slurring from the moonshine in his drink. He stands from the rail he’s leaning against, to stumble along with a raised cup. “The future alpha of Blackstone.”

He chuckles at my struggles and says, "So this is why Greta was going to refuse to carry out her mission..." He chuckles more, as he then continues to slide his hand over my belly, and I try to move out of his reach. He then snaps, adding his Alpha tone to it, "I am an Alpha Rabbit. Stop struggling. You will not escape me this time!" I slow my struggles but don't stop completely, he then continues, "So, my little Rabbit, what lies did you tell those mates of yours to convince them to kill my brother?"

“His worst crime is coveting you. What is mine can't be coveted by others. Even if I don't want you, I won't let any other man dream of having you.” He winces as he recalls his unintended outburst, and the sting of remorse tugs at his conscience. Before he can delve too deeply into his regret, sudden, sharp knocks on the door interrupt his thoughts, jerking him out of his envious thoughts. “Come in or leave,” he snarls, and the door creaks open, revealing his uncle, Elder Devon, and his cousin, Declan. Devon Blackthorne, the only brother of the previous Alpha, Damien Blackthorne, has been the First Elder of the Black Pack for more than three decades.

Rick asked. “The simple version is she’s to have sex with the both of her mates that’s up to the three of you how that happens, once that part is done the wolf takes over marking their mates neck with a bite that helps to seal the bond till your final moon rise together, some even say that you’ll find each other again in the next life as well.” The eldest son of the Blackwood’s Liam spoke as made his presence known. Liam's unexpected appearance startled everyone in the cabin. Casie hadn't seen her eldest brother in ten years, and the sight of him—tall and imposing like their father, but with their mother's softer features—sent a jolt of recognition through her.

The council had already assembled by the time I made my way downstairs, but at least I wasn’t the last of the twelve to show up. Several members of my family were on the council — my uncles Gage and Sam, myself, and my father, of course. That was a third right there. My father’s close childhood friend, Liam Black, was also a member. Uncle Sam had once confided in me that Liam was meant to be the pack beta, but Gage had gone on a tear, wreaking so much havoc that the rest of the council had begun to pressure my father to take Gage on as the pack beta instead.

“I got bored. I want a real mate now. I want Maya.” “So it’s just a game to you? I meant nothing?” I swallowed hard, trying to keep the torrent of tears from blinding me. He flared his nostrils in distaste. “I am the Alpha’s brother, the Gamma of the Crescent Moon pack. Why would I be with you? The unwanted, wolf-less girl? My father would disown me. The pack would banish me to the rogues!” Before he could finish, I acted instinctively. My hand connected with his cheek with a stinging smack.

The Queen’s grip on my wrist tightened until it bruised. "His name is Malachi," she confessed, her voice echoing chillingly in the subterranean chamber. "The Black Wolf... is your father’s exiled brother. He is an Onyxclaw."

That pack, the Black Hills Pack, is where my brother Fenton, now leads as Alpha. I’m broken out of my mental vacuum when I feel Mama’s hand gently grasping mine. I look over and Mama stands next to me in solidarity; Daddy on the other side of her. My siblings are here too, all of us having lost a well-respected ally and showing our support as the royal family.

“Mummy, you need to come home quickly. Elijah is bossing us all over the place. He didn’t let us make a fort in the house for the rabbits.” Elijah is the oldest for the quadruplets, born ten minutes before the others. He takes his position as the oldest seriously, always keeping an eye on his siblings nearly like a second parent. “Elijah’s right. No rabbits in the house, fort or not.” “But Mummy!” Olivia complains. Noah finishes her argument as is usually the case with the twins. “It’s raining outside. The rabbits are cold.” “The rabbits live in a hutch inside of a cosy barn. They’re happy there and we’re happy in the house with no rabbits. That’s how the world works, my darlings. Stop troub