Matter Brothers Mattress Novels & Stories

Bennett knew I would beg for my brother again, just as I had done the first time. If so, I would have to go to the company again and confront him. As I thought about that, a deep sigh escaped my lips. Fuck, fuck! This couldn't be happening. I spent the whole night thinking about Bennett's proposal. Shit, I'd have to become the alpha's bitch to get my brother's Gamma position back. On the other hand, I couldn't let my mother know everything that had happened. She still had heart problems and any worry could make her sick.

He extended his hand, and Alex walked to him. “We were raised as enemies,” Brian said. “Stepbrothers forced under one roof. But fate had other plans.” Whispers rippled through the crowd as Alex took his place beside him, fingers slipping into Brian’s. “I loved him before I understood what the bond meant,” Alex added, voice steady. “And now that I do—I will never let him go.” The Unity Council, by vote, acknowledged the bond officially—naming them Life-Mates under the Blessing of the Moon.

ALPHA CHRISTOPHER I re-entered the Royal Blood Moon territory with permission as I was meeting with at least 2 out of the 3 Mason Alphas. I must find out exactly why the 3rd brother won't be there. I head into the packhouse making my way to the Alpha office. As I enter, I smile as I bump into James. This now gives me the greatest opportunity to find out more information about what happened with my brother. He looks at me in surprise.

I rested my head on his shoulder as we watched everyone talking and making plans for Dawn and Lucia's pups. It had been a tough, risky ride, and I couldn't say we were unscathed, but we lost and we gained. And being together like that in happiness and fulfillment that had no rival. I won, we won. Destiny is fulfilled! Good News💃💃💃💃💃. My Brother My Mate book 2 is out. it is titled "My Wolf My Reign". Please check it out🥰😘🥰

I release the arrow nonetheless. We walk back, the forest getting sparser as we come closer to the village. My ears catch voices, sounds of children playing, a smell of smoke coming from the chimneys reaches my nose. My brother lets a sigh. I know he doesn't like the life of a village. I know he dreams about the city, the life of wealth. But for now, we are both stuck here. We have a mother to take care of. And she would never leave this god's forgotten place.

After we got home Jackson came to our room and asked me to have a chat with him and his brother Finn. Mates. They were my mates. Both of them. Brothers. But my mates. How did that even make any sense? I don’t know what to do now, I’m laying in bed worried about having to choose and break one of these men. But not only breaking one of them but breaking their bonds as brothers! How was I supposed to do something like that? I couldn’t believe that a few weeks ago I was alone just worrying about keeping myself safe and now I had to worry about who to give my heart and soul to. It seemed surreal, I never pictured myself in a problem like this, I was great at running and hiding but I knew I couldn

, Mason yelled the minute I bumped into the room again, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. This was meant to be a secret quest for me. But then, it was clear that I had to let my brothers in on what it entailed. “So… I was doing research about being mates to more than one person”, I dropped, causing their eyes to pop out of their sockets. “What?” Jason yelled out of his lungs as he walked over to me, hoping that I was only pulling their legs.

Levrae I didn't sleep that night. I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling and felt the mate bond pulse in my chest like a second heartbeat. It was warm, steady, and completely indifferent to the fact that the man it belonged to had walked away from me without looking back.

A wife-beater stained with food, a hairy belly that hung loosely over a pair of dirty wranglers. His balding head was covered with a small comb over, and his breath Patch could smell without getting too close. “Ah shit,” the man said, trying to close the door but Patch stopped it with his boot. Patch didn’t ask to come inside, but shoved the man aside, not caring that he stumbled back against the wall. He found his mother’s body hunched over the bed with a distant look hid in her eyes. She was already high, her mind gone wherever it went at a time like that.

She looked disturbingly calm, like she hadn’t just knocked three guys down. Alex swallowed hard. She was crazy—he could feel it now. Louis curled to the side, barely conscious, but still aware of the chaos around him. The girl stepped forward. Alex backed away slowly, fear creeping into his eyes as he noticed something stitched on the back of her jacket: #5 MMF. “Shit,” he muttered. She smiled. “More like bitch,” she taunted, stepping closer. “You’re one of the MMF fighters?” he asked, horrified. The MMF—Midnight Match Fighters—was an underground casino where people bet on street brawlers.