Tsukishima Brother Novels & Stories

I couldn’t take anymore, I wiped my eyes and left without saying goodbye. *End of flashback* As I sit here enjoying my mates warmth and comfort I promise myself and the goddess that I will do whatever I can to stop this from happening. He’s my brother, my future alpha, and Misha’s mate. He needs to be here with her no matter what. I just hope that I can find a way to change this awful fate set upon my brother and family. I want to be selfish and just enjoy having Misha for the rest of my life, but I can’t. Not knowing the cost my happiness comes at.

“I didn’t know. I thought I was just getting what you didn’t want, your leftovers.” “No, you ass, and now it’s too late. We have to destroy the Lich for the safety of everyone, which means you will be destroyed once he is gone. I wanted you to be my partner in The leadership of this Pack. We could have made this Pack even greater together, yet I’ve lost my only brother. Our parents still mourn your loss. You were loved here whether you resisted or not.”

The call ended, leaving the room quieter than before. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere out there was a brother he had never met, a person who shared his face, his blood, his origin. It was the one unresolved thread in his life, the one question that never quite let him rest. And lately, it felt as though everything was pulling too close at once. His job. His search. And a student he had no right to think about the way he did. Exhaling slowly, he reached for the stack of essays on his desk, forcing himself back into familiar ground. Distance, he reminded himself, was the only way forward.

"Kiatsu... you three aren't up to something, are you?" "Hmm... we were planning to drop horse piss on yo-" "Kiatsu...! Shut up! Dead eyes will find ou-" "Hahaha! You're not going to get me this time, brats! And why the hell are you telling Kietsu, knowing he'll leak the plan?! "*Thunk!" Again! The balls! Why! "Ishigami! You motherfu-" "We three are brothers! We pledged to be compatriots for the rest of our lives! This scar on our left hand proves it!"