Craving My Mate's Brother

I

nhumane way she woke me up, because she always used a bucket of ice water on

uted at me, as I tried to blink water fro

as I tried to put my

s go late

up from

e that they will fire you...and you c

bathroom slippers that we

morning, they said that they were not allowed to ent

water leaking from our rotting ceiling. That was the third strike this week, after our

for some moments as the impac

pa? Is he st

out my siblings' school fees and house rent altogether from a mer

s back, can't walk, and as from yeste

ped into the shower compartment. "What

s harsh. "The medicine they prescribed for h

sad news. It seemed like everyday, something bad would happen at our house. And somehow, because I am

would you h

ur miserable peanuts. You should work harder, take the

y was I losing my freedom to freely exist and be happy

adingly. "Mom, you kn

mated with someone more capable and he would have been sending us money every week. But here I am, housing y

d, making me an anomaly in my pack and a source o

reamed. 'I feed the house, I pay the re

ged her index finger at me. "In fact, don't come back unles

spite having to work tirelessly for the family, the

money today." I sighed, as I slip

ng that my boss did not see me. The last thing

d, and hung it with my coat by the pinned

, my boss, looked at his

." I st

e. "I'm taking it o

hand, looking me up and down with the disgust that I found familiar on the other pack member's faces. "Dormant wolves and their screwed up internal clock. I'm demoting yo

or three years. What I deserved was a promotion and not a demotion. But my wolf that sh

re 47 dollars in tips. Not enough for my father's medicine, nor

defeat. I was fin

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hing belonged to me. Behind me the servants quietly chattered as they cleaned up

aking my eyes off the beautiful scenery. "You hav

rt by nine and they know

hat it is bad news and it need

y brought bad news, and if it was that bad,

ver to the servant that was preparing m

y chilled. 50 pairs of unsmiling eyes bored at me, their faces grim and solemn. Whatever it was, it wa

regarding me with that morose expression. Elder Morteus, the eldes

d rising in my throat. Morteus was the only person in all of the North who

ted our research i

here I could not remember my actions, violent rages that came from nowhere, twice I had to

od moon Alpha. On the seventh blood moon, you are expected to shift into a lycan and inevitably run mad from the

ears, my sight doubled in shock but my

n that madness you're likened to a murderer, crushing whatever is on sig

hands under the table. It didn't feel real. Nothing

Alpha. Every Alpha-king in your lineage has fa

d, as if I was under

hat." Morteus' weathered hands shook lightly. "During the seventh blood moon

shed, my voice

You just have a ye

t it all belonged to me. Now everything I had worked for, everything that I had built, was just going to disappear into the wind

ut it was not from anger, it was from a blood-curdl

head. He missed by the slightest and the cup shattered on the wall beside him, tinkling with a high-pitched ringing, the gla

shouts and the sounds of wood breakin

t as the rage flooded through my veins an

ped, when I snapped out of i