Novel & Cerita My Brother Is My Mate

He just called everything we had nothing. It was like a thousand needles piercing my skin. My wolf was wailing frantically. And I was there standing like the delusional one. “It won't happen again” Jethson said and he turned away like nothing happened. “You don't want to tell them?” I yelled, “That we are mates?” “What are you talking about?” I heard my mom questioning, so I turned it on her. “I and Jethson are mates” I said, “He is wrong, We are not” Jethson denied, so I turned to him.

' I asked. 'What am I now? I am still your brother, Maureen,' I said. 'You are my mate,' I said firmly. 'No, I am still your brother,' Lance said stubbornly and I lifted my head from his chest to look into his face. 'Why are you saying you are my brother?' I asked frowning at him. 'I am your mate because the moon goddess deemed it so. But I am also your brother because we are in this together and always,' Lance explained smiling.

“Hello Finn, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you. My, my, you’ve grown well my boy. How can I help you?” “I have questions I need answering, I’m sure you already know about the predicament I find myself in with my brother?” “I do, your father came to ask but as I told him, I can only tell what i know to those it directly involves.” I gave her a curt nod and sat down. “Well I need to know, why did the moon goddess paid us brothers with the same mate?” She looked at me with sorrow filled eyes. “This girl, she belongs in the arms of your family. You know how mates work my boy, Jackson is her destined mate, you are her second chance mate as she is yours.”

It made my heart flutter, weakened me to my knees and my stomach churned. I couldn’t be feeling this way for my brother, but it seems since he told me he was my mate, and my mate confirmed it, the mate bond had become stronger. This feeling was threatening to consume me. I sighed deeply as I fell flat on the bed. I placed my hand on my chest and squeezed it. What was happening to me? *****

“Thank you so much for helping my sister out,” My brother said as Mateo helped him sit in his wheelchair. “It’s always my pleasure,” Mateo replied with a smile as my brother looked at me, giving me a sign that he approves of Mateo. “So, Mateo, are you single?” He asked from nowhere. “Aiden!” I shouted at my brother, making Mateo chuckle. “I’m still single,” he replied as he started pushing my brother’s wheelchair towards his room.

“Zion, what is wrong, is there something I need to know, brother? If there is, tell me and I will sort it out personally. This is your happy day, and you should enjoy it and leave pack business to me.” I told him wondering if he was going to come clean. But my brother shook his head. “I am sorry brother; I am just worried. I don’t want my relationship with my mate to be like yours.” I frowned. “What are you talking about? You and your mate are nothing like me and my mate. You love each other and I never loved my mate. Yours will be the kind of love people envy and nothing like mine.”

I offered, not quite ready to leave my newly discovered brother alone. "Actually," Matthias said, surprising me, "I think I will be just fine, but I think there is someone who would like to spend some time with you alone. I think the word is called mate.” I felt my face flush with heat, both embarrassed and impressed by my brother's perceptiveness. Despite his years with Nightshade, he seemed to understand the importance of the mate bond—perhaps another piece of knowledge the pendants had shared with him. "Are you sure?" I asked, still hesitant to leave him. "I don't mind staying."

'' I yelled in disbelief, my mother would never hurt a fly, let alone conspired to kill a human. ''So you think all these are lies, huh?'' he asked with gritted teeth while I shook my head and said, ''Why do you hate me so much, I'm your mate for goddess’s sake…'' I tried speaking, but he choked me by the neck and slammed my back to the wall. ''Never, you are not my mate, you are my half sister, my worst enemy and the person I hate the most in this world.'' He yelled with so much disgust in his eyes.

And right now, the fact that my stepbrother is my mate is weighing heavily on me. I took a deep breath and began to open up to Dean. “I found my mate.” I said, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety as the words left my lips. Dean’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who is she?” he asked, her curiosity piqued. I hesitated before admitting, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but my mate is actually my stepbrother.” Words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Dean’s jaw dropped in shock.

he says in frustration. “I have been trying to talk to you. You hear what you want to hear,” I say to him calmly. Inside I want to scream and cry but I refuse to be that weak person everyone thinks I am. I am stronger now; I deserve to be treated like that. “So, dumb it down for me,” he says. Turning to look at him, “I want a mate, not a brother,” I say to him. “A mate cares for his mate and does what is best for her,” he replies. “In this case the mate is doing what is easiest for him,” I say to him coldly. Shaking my head when he has no reply, I turn back to the door opening it and walking outside into the fresh air.