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I was sure Lena did not need dragging into pack formalities nor family disputes, and talk of babies was the last thing she needed to be heating. “Look, H, we had come to speak to Dad, so if you don’t mind?” I pointed out to my brother, causing him to chuckle. “And? Anything that needs discussing with him can be spoken about with me, can it not? We are not meant to have secrets, are we Ez? We are brothers. And I am to be the next Alpha.” Hunter’s tone was almost challenging. I did not have the time nor the energy for this. “Fine. We need some help. H, you were aware of the situation with Lena’s sister, right? You had even said you would help. Well, as it so happens, she has found herself in s

I gestured between us, encompassing everything we'd built, everything that now felt like it might crumble. "Graham is my half-brother," Jaxx said, the name coming out of his mouth like it was coated in poison. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "But just like his father, he doesn't see me as a brother. To them, I'm just the mistake that refused to stay buried. He—"

His strawberry scent washed over me quickly as he moved closer to me. He looked like Alpha King Rowan but younger…softer. His eyes didn't leave me for once before he cleared his throat and spoke,”Good morning…Queen,” his voice was deep and steady. I stepped back once again,”Who are…you?” my voice broke. “I'm Prince Finnian Maddox. The Alpha King's younger brother,” my eyes widened in realization. I once heard king had a younger brother but I had never seen him, not before or during our marriage. “Where were you all…these while? Why haven't I see you?” I couldn't help but asked.

His father would consider him more incapable than his cousin. After a long pause, he quickly snatched his phone from the table and dialed, his jaw clenched hard. After a ring, the call connected. “Mr. Ashford.” Blake’s eyes flashed. “Put Jace Holloway on the line,” he demanded. There was a pause. “He already left instructions,” the voice on the other end said. “That was him being lenient. Next time, he wouldn’t consider your years of friendship.” The message was relayed.

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

“Well it’s good for her since she betrayed her best friend by having intercourse with her brother, I guess karma be hitting her badly” She was called all types of names:pretender, liar,brother snatcher. Even her grades began slipping but she held it tight as the only thing still important to her.

Zeath drawls, “it’s my brother.” I pause the game to look at him. “Sorry to ask, but you have another brother?” “Yes. His name was Zachili. He was younger than me.” “Wow. I never even thought you could have a younger one. I thought it was just you and East.” “People think the same too. The boy died at a young age. We never talked about him. Maybe we never thought about him too. He was just forgotten. All too soon.” “You share the same mum?”

he smiled. She smiled "good, come with me" she said as she grabbed his hand to drag him away with her. "To where?" "To see my brother, he needs to know my boyfriend." "Em, Anna, do I need to remind you that I'm his classmate and he practically knows me." "He knows you as his classmate not as my boyfriend." "Well yea, that makes sense" he replied as she dragged him across the other side of the room to where he saw her brother chatting with Megan and the girl she introduced as her cousin to them a while ago, what is her name? Courtney he think.

She said, pointing to a silver hairs male who was talking to a male with long dark hair, his gaze flicked to me, and I swore his eyes were black. "And over there is my sister Imelda. I believe you have met her mate Balthazar, and then there is Damon, our brother, and his mate Alora. The grumpy dragon's name is Garren." She stuck out her hand, and I gripped it, giving it a firm shake. "Zane, but you already know that. It's nice to meet you." She gave me a warm smile before turning to Colette. "So Balor was telling me that you also have healing magic?" She asked; Colette gave a nervous smile, nodding.

He was the broken, bastard brother of the King. At least, that is what some thought of him. "What should I do with him?" Alexander shrugged and gestured. "Whatever you choose, but do not kill him." His wicked smirk came to settle on his cheeks. "He is mine." There were days when Brand wondered if his brother was a tormentor or completely insane. How could one glory in the path to destruction of another man? And why make him wait when destruction was inevitable? Edmund knocked and entered with a lean and lanky man wearing travel clothes. He looked rough and travel-worn. "My Lord, Mr. John Macquiod."