Matter Brothers Mattress の小説・ストーリー

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.

Message from Breando, his brother. /Nate is at it again And this time, he’s with Matheus. You know what that means, right? It’s time to remember you don’t just have a married life. /Work! Braston read the message, his eyes narrowing with fury. He threw the phone on the bed with force, the screen cracking on impact. He knew exactly what Nate was doing; he held a deep grudge against Matheus. Even though Matheus was a weak doctor, he had an incredible gift for poisons.

Ezra protests on the top of his voice with a frown as he looks over to Nero. “It does not matter Son, not everyone is as lucky to find their Mate and this is the perfect opportunity to strengthen our ranks without having to start a fight with another pack, you will have noticed how we have stayed the same size for years now as we haven’t got many Pack members in the first place.” He stops the protest of his own son in an instant.

I could tell they had all put on their best outfits to come here, but we still looked so out of place. Even the cum-stained gown I wore yesterday suddenly felt better than the woolen kirtle my mom made me change into. “Beta.” I heard Kai’s father’s voice, and my head snapped toward him so fast. His wife was beside him, her eyes bloodshot and swollen from crying, while our head warrior marched toward my father. But there was still no Kai. ”Where’s Kai—” I started to say, but my brother shoved me toward my mate. ”Just go with him, Nyx. You’ve done enough harm,” my older brother, Ares, said, shaking his head in pure disappointment.

Jessica rolled her eyes. " You know him?” I asked curiously. " No, but he looks like a Rambo." She giggled. The guard was not impressed. “State your name and purpose or leave." He gritted his teeth. I had had enough of this. " Listen here beefcakes, my name is Luna Wren of the Black Moon pack. I'm here to see my mate so you let me pass or get your arms ripped off, whichever you would prefer.” I growled. "Luna? You are no Luna, where's your mark? Why is your ‘mate’ here to discuss a mating deal with our Alpha? I won't say this again, leave.” He sneered at me.