Her Brother, Her Mate

One week later….

“Look at you glowing,” Ralph shimmies in his seat, smirking at me. I have a meeting with Vivian in 5 minutes to discuss my meeting with some fairy queen in the near future, but she’s on the phone right now, so I take a seat across from Ralph at his desk.

When I came back to work 2 days after Mitchel and Mark marked me, needing 2 days to get them and their superior s*x drives under control, both brothers kept popping their heads into the office, going out of their way to do any little thing for me.

It was cute at first, but got annoying and hindered my work as the day dragged on. If I printed papers out, they would race to go get them for me. They would have taken turns carrying me around the hotel if I let them, which I didn’t.

When I would go meet with a client, they would follow behind, watching me intently. One couple visiting to plan their wedding brought their maid of honor and best man, and Mark almost lost it when the best man asked me if I was single. One look from me had Mark settled down, and the spooked best man backed right off.

I love them, but I had to ban them from the office when they both started kissing on their marks right in front of half the other staff, their possessiveness overriding rational thought after the wedding party left.

Vivian started calling me her daughter-in-law too, which was impossible to explain away. I ended up telling Ralph and Debra about how I was now with both of the brothers. Debra thought it was weird, but Ralph thought it was hot, gushing and going on and on about how lucky I was.

“I don’t feel like I’m glowing,” I admitted, sitting back in the chair, happy to be off my legs for a bit. My v****a is going to fall off. I know it is. It feels so overused. Mitchel and Mark are insatiable. Every night, and most mornings, if I don’t get out of bed before they wake up, they take turns ‘pumping a pup or two into me’, as they like to call it. S*x-crazed demons are what they are.

Mark got us a bigger suite, just like he said he would. It may even be bigger than their parents’. It was a 4 bedroom suite on the top floor, and the master bedroom had a huge ensuite. There is enough closet space for all three of us and a balcony that overlooks the ocean.

When I told Vivian we didn’t need that much space, she argued with me, saying her grandbabies would. She isn’t shy about me being intimate with her sons at all.

“Where are your boy toys today?” Ralph asked me.

I shrugged, “Mitch just texted me and said they were going out for a few hours to take care of something. Didn’t say what.”

“What if they’re going to meet another girl?” Ralph asked a little too gleefully, like he was hoping for a scandal.

“They aren’t,” I laugh, “They made me download that life360 app so they can openly stalk me. It says they’re in some shopping center right now.”

“Which one?”

I pulled the app up and showed him the map. He zoomed in on the screen, squinting as he read the names labeling the different stores.

“Huh. So they’re either getting tattoos or eating froyo.”

“Either one sounds innocent enough,” I laughed, “As long as they stay out of the office, I don’t care what they do to stay busy.”

“You know they still come in to peek in on you. They just try not to be seen by you now. It’s been pissing Jenny off. She’s been talking so much salty s**t about you.”

I rolled my eyes. Everyone keeps telling me that. She’s sweet to my face still, probably because of the boys’ threat, but has been running her mouth about me to everyone else. It’s not really a big deal to me, but if Mitchel or Mark hear, they will say something. Vivian may even fire her over it.

“Oh well. It’s not that big of a deal. I did tell her that Mark wasn’t worth her time, so she’s entitled to be a little salty.”

“Did you really?” Ralph laughed. “No wonder she’s been calling you a hypocrite.”

“It’s justifiable. I am kind of being one.” I can’t really tell him that the brothers are both werewolves and mated to me. I’m happy with my mates and if it makes Jenny feel better thinking I’m a b***h or a hypocrite, I’m fine with it.

Vivian comes out of her office in a huff. “Sorry, Hadley, my dear. Our meeting will have to be pushed back. One of the valets got into an accident in the parking garage and the customer wants to speak with me. Micah was going to come down and join us. Could you let him know what happened?”

“Of course.”

She lovingly pats my cheek, then leaves, her heels clicking on the hard floor on her way out.

“Someone’s getting fired,” Ralph whistled.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“It may not have been his fault,” I shrugged, hoping everyone was alright in the accident.

I waved bye to Ralph, then headed out to the lobby to get a coffee and meet Micah out there. He’s a bit of a nuisance too in the office, just like his sons. He would openly grope Vivian, pushing his pelvis against her a*s, sucking on her neck and earlobes with everyone watching. It’s so cringy.

Like father, like sons. They learned it all from him. I wonder if the older brother, Matt, is also like them. I haven’t met him or Lilly yet, but Mitch and Mark are taking me to a pool party their pack is having next weekend. I’ll get to meet Matt, Lilly, and all their friends then.

“Hadley?” I heard my name being called in a familiar voice as I made my way across the lobby to the coffee shop. I turned, fear gripping me, when I saw my father and my mama, or aunt, standing at the hotel’s front desk.

“Father? What….What are you doing here?”

His nostrils are flaring as he looks me up and down. My mama, aunt, whatever she is to me, is standing behind him solemnly. Her right eye is swollen shut and an ugly shade of purple from bruising, and there are bruises all around her neck and on her arms. What happened to her? Why does she look like that?

Tears are filling her good eye. She mouths ‘I’m so sorry’ to me, then looks nervously at my father.

“What am I doing here? What am I doing here?! What are you doing here? Do you know how much trouble you caused when you ran away? Do you know the lengths we had to go to to find you? Fadel and Zeki are not going to take kindly to you walking out on him. What are you doing here in Miami? Being a w***e, like your mother?”

I looked at the woman who raised me, tears spilling from her as her lips quivered.

“Are you referring to this mother, or the mother you and Fadel killed when she tried to run away to protect me?”

My father gaped at me, shock all over his face, “How do you-”

“How do I know about Sabrina, my real mother? I know a lot of things, father. I learned a lot about myself after coming here. You can’t touch me here. I don’t know why you came, but go back. You are not welcome here.”

“You ungrateful little b***h. How dare you.” My father goes to slap me, surprising even me since he has never hit me before in my life, but before his hand makes contact with my face, someone stops him, gripping his wrist.

“How dare you,” Micah snarled at him, “How dare you try to lay a hand on her. Is that what you have stooped to now? Beating women? Look at your wife, Zachary. Did you do that to her too? Or did you allow that cretin you follow to beat her to find out what happened to Hadley?”

“Micah,” my father’s l*p turned up in disgust, jerking his hand away from Micah, “So it was you behind this?”

Micah said nothing, but his eyes started to glow a faint green, making my father shrink back.

“You have no right. She is my daughter. You gave up our coven and the title. Her fate is not yours to decide.”

“She is my daughter-in-law, the mate to my sons. I have every right to protect my family. You need to leave. Now. Not just my resort. You need to leave this state tonight, or I will hunt you down and avenge Sabrina and have you answer for all the other wrongs you have done to her family.”

“This is not over. When Fadel finds out you are the one keeping his son’s seer from him, he will kill you.”

“He can try. Leave now.”

My father snarled, then looked at me like he was contemplating trying to rip me away from Micah and making a run for it. He looked away, knowing he was no match for the man standing in front of me, protecting me. If he was scared of Micah, I wonder how he would react to my mates.

“This isn’t over.”

He turns and starts to grab my mom, but Micah stops him. “Safarah stays.”

“She’s my wife,” my father snaps at him.

“She is staying, nonetheless.”

Father’s nostrils began to flare again, and his eyes glowed a dull murky brown.

“Safarah, come,” Micah called out to her. She whimpers slightly, then hurries across the lobby, falling into Micah’s arms.

“You just wait, Micah. Fadel will not tolerate this, and you both,” he looks between myself and the woman who has always been my mom, “will be punished for your disobedience. Just wait.”

“Your threats are nothing. Now go, or I will help you to leave.”

Father storms out of the resort, pushing people out of his way as he leaves. Once he’s out the door, I sigh in relief.

“I didn’t tell them,” Mama cries, still holding onto Micah, “I told them nothing.”

“I know, I know. You knew nothing to tell. You did well, Safarah. You’re safe with us.”

Mama nods, then launches herself at me, pulling me in her arms. I don’t realize I’m crying until she starts wiping the tears from my eyes.

“I missed you, Hadley. I missed you so much. Thank the heavens you are okay. I was so worried.”

“I’m okay, mama. I’m okay. Now you can be too.”