Romans & histoires Protective Older Brother

My first instinct was to hide, to run for the stairs, but, even before I could move, Rowan, Austin’s older brother and rival, stepped out of his room. “Shit, I forgot, he’s here too!” I mumbled to myself before I scrambled to my feet, desperate not to let him catch me like this. Then, I quickly wiped my tears with the back of my hand, and as if I didn’t see him, I tried to brush past him. But of course, he wouldn’t let me—not when his hand closed around my arm, stopping me in place. “What happened?” he asked, his deep voice making me tense up, just like it always did.

Then, with a fluid grace that looked almost like a dance, he caught Finn’s wrists in mid-air. ​Caleb didn't throw him. He simply redirected Finn’s momentum, guiding the younger brother safely to the sand behind him. ​"Two down," Caleb murmured, his voice steady. ​"Don't get cocky, bus-boy!" Orion roared. The largest of the brothers, Orion was a mountain of grappling power. He charged, wrapping his massive arms around Caleb’s waist in a bear hug that could crush a tree trunk. Simultaneously, Ryker stepped in, delivering a thunderous straight punch toward Caleb’s chest.

I stayed silent for longer than I meant to, letting it hang heavily in the air between us. “I can promise you, you are not the first and you won’t be the last. I doubt you are even the first in the pack. Some will just force themselves to hide it and you shouldn’t be made to feel like you have to deny who you are. I will always appreciate you for being you.” I pulled him tighter. It was odd because he was the older of the two of us, but at that moment, I felt like I was the older protective guardian. I wouldn’t go as far as to call him a brother because of Brodie more than Jackson, but I certainly felt a need to look out for him. Just like he had looked out for me so many times.

"I'm your older brother Vinnie." My jaw clenched. The pain in my chest intensified with every breath I took "My brother died three years ago. He died the day he decided to abandon his family." "I believe you when you say that you left to protect us. I'll do what you said and I won't tell our parents that you're alive if it's going to put their lives at risk. But don't expect me to forgive you for what you've done. You can't make up for what you've put me through."

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”

Rearing back for another, my arm is grabbed and I'm spun around to face my other nemesis. The brother who never stood up for me. The older one who should've been there to protect me. If there's anything I've learned from Heaven Hill, it's you protect who you care about, and the people you don't? You let them fry. This man here didn't give a shit about me. He let me take each and every beating our dad handed down to me. Immediately, I know I'm screwed. "Fuck you," I throw at him as he turns me around, holding my arms behind my back.

"So that's why you're here." "I didn't come to hear your stories, I came to give you a warning." Natasha said and his eyebrows lifted slightly. "A warning?" She met his eyes without hesitation. "You've hurt him enough, you don't get to walk back into his life whenever you please." Richard slowly placed his cup onto the table. "You care about him." "I love him." She answered immediately. "And I'll do anything to protect him." Richard chuckled quietly. "Interesting... He used to say almost the same thing about his brother."

" I know exactly what you are trying to do, you shouldn't do that without our permission. It's illegal." " I was doing it to protect you." " Protect me? Am I 5? Did I look like a boy could play on me? Look, Peter is my brother and you should just trust me and believe me because I won't prove anything for you or for anyone else." " Honey-" " I'm not your honey, you were trying to fix our relationship, but what I see is you are making it worse." " You really will argue with me because of that child?" " That child is my brother, your brother's son. Or I mean half brother because you didn't take from my father any atom of Pride."

He looked annoyed. “She is still a kid to me and I have the right to protect her “ My brother Kelvin answered. I don’t know what is wrong with both of them but the tension is making me nervous. I understand my brother because he has been really overprotective since we were a kid. “ You can stop protecting her now. You should focus on my sister instead because I can protect my mate.” Wait?! What?! He knows? Does he know that he and I are already each other mates?

I asked curiously. "Wel, he was four years older than me which means he was seven years older than you. Whenever I came over, he stayed home and whenever you came over, he had alpha training. At one point, he was with our grandparents. Then by the time you were eight and I, eleven, the whole stuff happened. He stayed home to protect me that day.” He said gruffly like he had a lump in his throat. “How did he–" he cut me off and I knew he was done talking about his brother.