Mated To Big Brother-in-law Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The kid was already very confident to begin with, but now that he has a brother-in-law, he's going to be walking on air!" "@GisellesAdoringLittleBrother, when is Madam getting married?"

As I slid into the back seat my eyes caught something on the back of the front seats, a symbol carved deep and proud, and my stomach dropped instantly. I knew that insignia. Cold spread through me like ice and my hands curled into fists. “Mom,” I asked quietly, my voice barely steady, “who is your new mate.” She smiled softly and said with clear pride, “The Lycan King, Jonathan Claw.” “Oh no.”

She entered the room with a middle-aged man trailing behind—a doctor, by the look of it. “Like I got hit by a freight train. Honestly? I’d take being mauled by a bear over another round with your brother. At least a bear has the decency to kill quick. Your brother? He savors it.” I managed a weak grin. She laughed softly. “My brother’s still single, in case you’re wondering.” No wonder. Who would willingly marry a psychopath in a white shirt soaked in someone else’s blood? The doctor, unfortunately, was no less merciless. His check-up felt like another round of torture. After a rough exam, he scribbled down something and declared:

He barked out a laugh, finally releasing my neck and pushing me aside. “You’re only six months older,” I scoffed. I immediately scrambled to my feet, awkwardly adjusting the raging hardness in my pants. “Couldn’t you have found a better way to wake me up?” I pointed an accusing finger at my soaked mattress. “No.” He shrugged, casually flicking away a few stray droplets that had landed on him, acting like he was the one who'd just been victimized. “Father calls for us.” Right. Reality came crashing back, instantly cooling the heat in my veins. My father had just invaded my mate's pack. I was supposed to tell him she was my mate today, but this invasion was already a disastrous first impressio

“You want me to leave my sick son in New York and return to Chicago to find a husband so you can plan a wedding?” “When you say it like that, it sounds horrible. I only meant…” “It sounds horrible because it is horrible. I’m not like you, mother. I’ll never choose a man over my own child!” I snapped at her, regretting the words almost as soon as they slipped from my lips. Mother’s eyes filled with tears. She gave me a sharp look. “You’re the one who slept with your step brother! It was immoral and wrong. Of course I had to stay here and patch up the…”

He walked away to the other side of the table he was leaning on and then brought out a document, he pointed it at me and I read the content, I was alarmed. "Marriage certificate... How is this going to help me?" I asked. "I know you can't deny the bond between us and you actually feel it, succumb to that and then I will help you overcome this nightmare and we can be together forever" "And what if I don't want to sign this?" I asked. "Then history keeps repeating itself," Alpha Hayden said bluntly with a smile. "So this is mainly like a contract?, you are helping me to overcome my nightmare and in return I am married to you?" I asked.

The very thought of that happening was terrifying. "Oh. That's true. I'm sorry if I came out like I'm a nosy bitch. I can assure you I was only trying to help. Big Brother can be a handful at times. He detests sharing the same sleeping space with anyone but now he is happily married... Reverse should've been the case. You're his wife, after all. He chose you over his ex-fiancee." She'd thought she said the last words to herself but it was clear she hadn't. Sophie overhead everything.

“I read it. It was pretty good.” She rounded on him. “Pretty good?” He put his hands up, a small smile on his lips. “Really pretty good?” She huffed but turned back to me. “Your brother is a pain in the ass.” I smiled. “You’re telling me.” They’d only been together for a few years, but they already bickered like an old married couple. Matt and I were actually married, but we didn’t even bicker like that. It was as endearing as it was exhausting.

“I can't believe your father found his fated mate... and married someone else.” “His mate was a human.” “Yeah, so? If my fated mate was a sea slug I'd make it work.” “I'm sure you'd make her the happiest sea slug in history.” “Damn right I would,” Ethan said.