Spoiled Rotten By My Alpha Brothers Novels & Stories

This time, he deserved every insult he would receive, every slap, every hit. “What’s the new plan now? Alpha, oh am sorry. You’re a Beta now, Beta Jett.” A new voice mocked, laughing out loud. Jett reeled his head to his younger brother that was laughing his lungs out. He gritted his teethes, his wolf wanting to jump on him and claw his perfect face. “Shut up!” he ordered, his Alpha pheromones suddenly spreading through the four corners of the room, his anger rising and almost instantly, his younger brother kept his mouth shut. After all, he was the Alpha while he was nothing but a normal wolf, much to his anger.

Raymond explained, every single word dripping with pure, ruthless, sociopathic calculation. "I deliberately rewarded Killian whenever he took what rightfully belonged to my biological sons... I fed his arrogance... I forced Kelavra to watch his inheritance get handed to an outsider... and I systematically drove Silas into unhinged, violent rages..." Raymond chuckled softly, taking a slow sip of his whiskey... "You pitted your own flesh and blood against their adopted brother just to test their survival instincts?" the lawyer whispered, his voice trembling... "I pitted them against each other so only the most ruthless, bloodthirsty monster would rise to claim the Alpha title," Raymond growled

“Are you nuts, it's not like he's a girl I'm coming with you and that's final” “Aissh, trust me Scarlet he's coldness is going to affect everywhere I don't think our steak will taste good with him” “Yaas, stop bad mouthing me I'm right here!” The Alpha groaned “Scarlet should I ask for a refund?” “I'll kill you if you do that!” The Alpha yelled and I laughed watching the brothers bicker about the smallest thing.

Micah asks me, I've talked about them, I always do. "My brother is the alpha, my other brother is a beta, they are both dominant and would love you and would spoil you just to get back to me," I say knowing Jacob would like to take some revenge on all the times I spoiled his little and fed her extra chocolate in it. "Spoil me as revenge?" Micah asks confused. "Jacob's mate is a little, I give her extra chocolate, teach her to swear words, you know some brotherly things, that drive my dear brother insane," I say with a smile, ahh the good days.

Not my brother, not the man who held my hand in the dark and told me how proud he was of me. "Council members, pack elders." His voice rang out through the hall. It was tuned to the pitch that filled such a space. "I do not stand before you as a husband who must risk the destruction of everything by standing in opposition to a pack-mate. I do not stand before you as a brother who must risk the shame upon his family to speak out against them. I stand before you as Alpha of Blackthorn to present to you the evidence of a conspiracy that has been running the business of packs for the last eighteen years."

"You are nothing but a lily-livered randy hypersexual fool! I must say that you need help. You are a disgrace to this family and I am utterly ashamed that you are my elder brother. If I was older than you, I would have thought you a lesson that you will never forget in a hurry!" "Will you shut up! I am warning you for the last time. I will not condone your insults! You have no right to talk to me like that and don't forget that I will soon be the Alpha of the pack. I will soon be your Alpha," I said with a smirk as I gazed at him.

“Oh please, allow me to appreciate my brother before you all go ahead with these plans.” The insolence. He stopped before me, looking up at me with a cocky grin. I towered over him, cold disgust radiating from my every pore. Ross continued, playing the part of the loyal brother. “Oh, hi there brother. Congratulations.” I gritted my teeth, willing my hands to stay at my side. There would be time for bloodshed, but not here, not in front of these people. The Alpha shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat. Ross addressed the room, his tone saccharine. “See? Everyone, this is my brother. And I’m so proud of him. Can we please give him more round of applause?”

Respected. I was a rogue Alpha. An untethered force. A blade for hire with teeth sharper than most packs could handle. And I loved it. I thrived in it. Power was my drug, and I never fucking overdosed. I made people remember me, not with warm smiles or noble speeches, but with brutal, undeniable, and permanent results. I got shit done because I wasn’t afraid to burn down anyone in my way. But no matter how high I climbed, no matter how many victories I stacked, one truth poisoned every fucking win. My brother always came out on top. Always.

"Why?" "Hahaha! Why?" Sara burst out laughing and stomped hard on the back of his hand. "Because I'm sick of pretending! I'm sick of flattering an idiot like you! Once I carve out your heart and replace my blood with yours, I'll be the true Alpha!" Figures emerged from the surrounding shadows. There were eight fully armed men in black. At the front stood the scar-faced thug from the casino. The so-called gambling debt had been a setup from the very beginning. Sara had been working hand in hand with hunters.

He informed, and I gasped audibly. The three alpha brothers weren’t new to me, or anyone in the pack. I had heard a lot about them even though I had never seen them before. They were said to be a bully, and I’ve heard how brutal they can be, but standing face to face with one of them, with the unusual surge and tumbling of my wolf in me, I couldn’t believe it. The alpha prince was my mate? “He is Alpha prince Ulric, and he is going to be one of your level mates.” He turned to me with a wide smile. “You have to be careful around him.” He whispered silently.