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Chapter 3 – My Mate and Brother’s Betrayal

You’re not even claimed yet.” I feel like he just slapped me.

I manage to swallow the lump in my throat. I’m done taking his bullsh*t. “I don’t know what the hell your problem is, but I’m at the point that I really don’t care. Don’t talk to me any more unless you can stop being an a**hat.” “You aren’t worthy of being his mate or being the Luna of this pack.

Reese will realize that soon enough and reject your a** for someone better,” he says with all the venom he can muster.

This time I can’t stop the tears that start to flow. I see something that looks like regret flash in his eyes, but as quickly as it came it’s gone. Before I can break any further, Reese steps out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He takes one look at my tear-stained cheeks and growls at my brother. “What the f**k did you do to her,” a voice deeper than Reese’s asks, and I know Fallon, his wolf is in control.

Bryce has the good sense to drop his gaze to the floor.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t think the goddess should have made my sister your mate. She isn’t good enough for you Reese.” Without warning, Reese rushes toward Bryce. He grabs him by the throat and slams him up against the wall. “Don’t you ever say such a thing again.

She is perfect and she is mine. You are to stay away from my mate from now on. Am I clear Bryce” he says his aura surrounding us.

I lay my hand on his arm hoping to help him to calm down. Bryce growls and Reese tightens the grip on his neck. “You will stay away from my mate, Beta” he says using his Alpha command. “Yes, Alpha” Bryce says. “Now leave and you will not be joining me on patrol for your behavior.”

Bryce looks defeated but nods in understanding.

Reese finally releases him, and he immediately leaves the room without looking at me. I can’t help the sob that escapes my lips. I’m scooped up in strong arms and I lay my head against his bare chest. I feel him sit keeping me on his lap. “I’m so sorry Rosalyn.

I don’t know what his problem is, but I intend to find out.” He takes my face in his hands, making me look into his eyes.

“I love you, Rosalyn. You are perfect. The goddess doesn’t make mistakes. Please tell me you believe me.” “I love you too, Reese.

I know she doesn’t make mistakes. I wouldn’t want anyone but you for my mate. I just don’t understand why he is being this way to me.” “I don’t understand it either, but I promise you that if he does it again the punishment will be far worse than just missing a patrol. You are the future Luna of this pack and the love of my life.

No one will hurt you.”

He takes my lips with his again and I can’t help but moan into his mouth. His hands move down my neck as he deepens the kiss. I can feel him growing hard underneath me as his hand skims my breast. I’m about to turn my body to straddle him when he pulls away. “We have to stop, or I’m not going to be able to, my love.”

“What if I don’t want you to stop Reese? We’re mates. Why can’t we be together?”

He cups my cheek and looks into my eyes. I see nothing but love before he presses his lips to mine again. “I want our first time to be special. I want to announce you as my Luna in front of the whole pack while you are wearing an amazingly sexy dress. Then I want to bring you to our new wing and make love to you until we are both too exhausted to stand,” he says.

He runs his finger over my marking spot. “Then I’m going to place my mark right here, making you mine for the rest of our lives. You are my mate, my Luna, and my love and nothing will change that, Rosalyn.” I reluctantly agree, but honestly, I would agree to just about anything to make Reese happy. Just like I know he would the same for me.

Bryce is wrong, we were made for each other.

Six Months Later

Rosalyn POV

“You look so beautiful honey” my mother says with tears in her eyes. “Thank you, mom, I feel beautiful. I still can’t believe that our Alpha and Luna ceremony is in two days.” “You are going to be an amazing Luna, Rosalyn. My son couldn’t have a more perfect mate,” Maureen says.

My dress is an A-line floor length gown. It’s teal with a black sash to match the pack colors.

Addison steps into the room wearing a beautiful light pink gown. She looks fantastic, and I can’t wait to dance with my best friend. After my last run in with Bryce in Reese’s room, I’ve made sure to spend more time with Addison. Not only because I love my best friend, but because I wanted to repair my relationship with Bryce.

After I replayed his hurtful words, I realized my brother is jealous. Jealous that I’m destined to be with his best friend. Jealous that he is spending so much time with me. Before Reese announced me as his mate at the party, him and Bryce were attached at the hips. He felt like he was losing his best friend and I can’t imagine how painful that must be.

I had hoped that showing my brother I cared about his feelings by ensuring he had time with Reese would relieve the tension between us, but now we have absolutely no relationship. It breaks my heart that I’ve lost my brother.

Emmett is just as confused by his behavior. I haven’t told my parents about the change in my brother. Since Bryce moved into the pack house the day after our argument, they haven’t had an opportunity to see how much he hates me first hand. Since Reese wanted his Beta close, Bryce moved into the room next to his. It’s actually the only time I have seen Bryce, but he won’t even look at me.

I know part of it is the Alpha command, but part of it is that Bryce hates me. I can feel it rolling off him when we pass each other. “Rosalyn, what are you thinking about so intently,” Maureen asks. I smile “just how lucky I am that the goddess chose me to be with Reese.” A warm smile spreads across her face.


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