Novel & Cerita Spoiled Rotten By My Alpha Brothers

when I was impersonating my sick brother? The Alpha walked to the rogue. Everyone stepped aside. No one dared get close. He didn’t shift. Didn’t roar. Didn’t bare fangs. He just stood over the boy, grabbed the back of his neck. "Enough." The rogue’s wolf collapsed to the ground. Whined. Rolled over. Just like that… it ended. People started clapping. A few boys laughed in awe. I couldn’t hear them. I could only hear my pulse. He turned again. His eyes locked with mine.

Hell no, you have got to be kidding me. .“Alright, uhmm, I need some air,” I murmured, stepping away before anyone could stop me. This has to be some kind of sick joke… I can't be his mate. Is that even possible? Mated to My Alpha stepbrother I couldn't right now… this was a nightmare turned reality, and this Alpha was driving me to my grave.

“Liar. I can smell your stomach.” I glared at him. He smirked. God, I hated that he could read me so easily. Hated that he didn’t flinch when I bared my teeth. Hated that he looked at me like I was something other than trash. He sighed and stepped closer, but not too close. Like he knew my boundaries better than I did. “Listen, Aria. I know you hate me right now. I’m an alpha. I’m Kade’s brother. I’m everything you’re running from.”

Attus shouted across, innocently stepping into my cunny trap. "Fuck you, Bitch! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck… Fuck…" The Alpha King screamed in anguish and I laughed. "Fuck you too, Honey!" I replied laughingly, talking normally because Attus could not possibly hear my conversation over the sound of the music. "You are a manipulative bitch! Not you going on about how it was your first time… Who the hell do you think you are fucking two brothers under the same bloody wolf I should have known that you were just like the rest of them an opportunist or you deserve every single thing that happened to you you deserve to not have shifted when everyone expected it to and you sure as hell deserve to have

And I would never be the first pick to be Alpha because I was born after him. He never worked hard. He floated through life like he was on a lazy river. He was more gifted than me, and he threw it away like he didn’t care. It disgusted me. If he ever became the Alpha, the pack would fall apart under his lazy rule within a week. And he wouldn’t care that it did. He only wanted the tutoring so that he could spend more time with Hailey. He’d seen how much it had pissed me off to see her around him, and he wanted to tease me.

“What the hell are you talking about? Brother looks cool but sometimes says weird things.” Harper laughed triumphantly with a “Hmph” and asked me with a suggestive expression. “Or what? Do you wish I were an omega?” “That’s not… it.” “To begin with, the one who made me a dominant alpha was you, Brother.” …What? This is news to me. As I looked at him with that expression, Harper shrugged his shoulders. “This makes me bring up old memories again. It was long ago, back when I was still weak enough to drink strawberryvery milk.”

The Alphas were the ones who did that to him. “How could they do this to me and to my family?” he angrily said as he clutched the golden key in his hand. Lucio remembered how they flogged his father to death and how each of the Alphas took turns in raping his mother. Even his little brother was also killed, and this scar was the evidence of that dreadful night. “I will make sure that I will make the Alphas’ lives miserable.” But how could he drag the brotherhood down when it had become more powerful with each passing time? “Just wait for me, Alphas. You will get what you deserve.”

"I know you don't remember, but I told you I would protect you. That hasn't changed just because your head is a mess." I didn't believe a word of it. Back in the slums, there were stories about the Alpha brothers. People said they were monsters who lured girls into the mountains, making them feel safe just so they could drink their blood. I looked at his face, searching for the monster, but he just looked tired. He looked at the tray on the table. "You still haven't eaten. The food is cold."

Or maybe it was Fate again who swept me into my Alpha brother and has surely made me witness Heather’s infidelity firsthand? I shook my head and looked up to my brother’s eyes. I let him see the rawness of myself, let him hear the unfeigned truth of my words. “You once told me I’ll have a rotten soul the moment I step outside the borders...” A brief pause, and then, “Do I still have a rotten soul?” Jacob swallowed, and the amusement died out in his eyes. Even Roland beside him straightened. “At least you’re not the only one now.”

I watched, a bitter taste on my tongue, as they socialized in the joy of discovery, the ecstasy of finally finding their other half. A group of Alphas approached me, their expressions serious. "Why haven't you fully taken the position as the Alpha, boy?" one demanded. "The people clearly adore you; I heard your brother has become a madman and doesn’t have the ability to rule over a pack—" But before he could finish, my glass shattered, wine and shards raining down on the unsuspecting Alphas faces. "Mind your own business," I snarled, my voice cold. "My brother has been through enough without your meddling, why don’t you talk about reasonable things? Instead of gossiping like a group of bitc