Her Brother, Her Mate

Vivian POV

“You have to remove it, Micah. If you don’t, you know what would happen,” I try to keep my voice down, but all I want to do is s****m right now. When we worked so hard to bring Hadley here, I never suspected she would be mates with one of my sons.

“I will, sweetheart. I will. I’ll call Amanda and we will start the preparations.” Micah is running his hands up and down my arms, trying to soothe me and my anxiety. It almost works, but then the thought of my son getting hurt because of our overprotectiveness flares my worry once again.

“If they mate before you do it, she could-”

“I know, honey. I know. Where is Mitch now? Where’s Hadley?”

“He took her out to lunch,” I sighed, wishing I hadn’t been so rash about sending them out together. She doesn’t seem like the type to fall for his charms so quickly, and she is pure….but they’re mates. Micah was engaged to another woman, and a human, but he still felt the mate bond enough to leave his life behind for me. He gave up everything for me. What if Hadley gives up her innocence and puts aside her pride for my son?

“Okay, I’ll handle it.” Micah walks away, pulls out his phone and makes a call. “Vincent? Yes, hey….can you do me a favor?”

I listen quietly, a smile spreading on my face listening to my husband handle the situation, ensuring Mitch and Hadley won’t be alone tonight. Pride fills me.

“Okay, first problem solved, now to deal with the next,” Micah sighed, as he ended the call and scrolled through his contacts. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He chuckles softly, turning in my arms and lifting my face to his.

“I love you,” his breath washes over me, his scent calming me further. “It’s going to be okay.”

“I know. Thank you for always being my rock. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Give yourself a heart attack,” he smirks at me, peppering my face with k****s before his lips settle against mine. It doesn’t take long for our k**s to turn into something more.

Micah throws his phone on the rug, freeing his hands to roam my body as he backs me toward the couch. I don’t fight it. He’s going to need this; he needs my vitality to store up and use to save our son from a lifetime of heartache. I don’t mind. Not in the least. He can siphon from me whenever he wants.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

His hands roam down to my a*s, lifting me in the air. My heels fall to the floor in a clatter as my legs wrap around his waist. He walks with me to the couch, sitting with me straddling his lap. The soft green glow rimming his irises of his gray eyes shines on my face when his eyes flutter open as he begins taking energy from me, making me m**n as I feel the chill of his magic wash over me.

While unbuttoning his shirt, I start gyrating my h**s in his lap, moaning in pleasure as the friction travels to the itch aching in my throbbing nerves.

Right when I get his shirt off, and he starts untucking mine, our suite doors burst open, causing both of us to g***n in frustration. f*****g brat. It was just getting to my favorite part.

“Gross! Gawd, it’s the middle of the f*****g day, you two. You horny old goats. Why can’t you ever keep your hands off each other?”

“Mark….,” Micah g****s, throwing his head back on the couch, “What did we tell you about knocking?”

Mark sheepishly looks down, “To do it.”

“So why didn’t you?”

“How was I supposed to know that you both would be making out like horny teenagers in the middle of the f*****g living room?”

Micah narrowed his eyes at him, “Language.”

“Sorry,” Mark looked away as Micah started re-buttoning his shirt and I crawled off his lap with a sigh, walking over to retrieve my heels and Micah’s phone off the ground.

“What do you need, Mark? We were kind of busy,” I sighed again, exasperated with my son.

“I could see that,” he shudders, “Well, I was hoping one of you could help me. Mom wasn’t in her office so I thought she was busy, and dad could probably help me more anyway.”

“With what?” I asked.

A bright smile breaks across his face. “I found my mate!”

Micah and I both froze at the news. This has to just be a coincidence, right? No way could it be….

“She’s human, so I’m having a hard time approaching her. I already pissed her off once. I need help. How did mom get you to fall for her, dad? How did she tell you she was a werewolf and you were her mate?”

My mouth drops open. There is no way….

“Son, who is this mate?” Micah asked with reservation.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Don’t be mad. I know you said to stay away from her, but since she’s my mate, I figured that order was void now.”

“Are you telling me your mate is Hadley? My new event coordinator?”

“Yeah! She’s so f*****g beautiful, mom. She smells amazing, and her body….mmm. She was a little feisty, though. Knocked the f*****g wind right out of me when I tried to talk to her. How do you approach a human mate? I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“Oh, goddess,” I stumbled back, not believing what I was hearing. Micah comes and steadies me so I don’t fall. I’m so glad I haven’t put my heels back on yet. I would have rolled an ankle.

“What’s wrong?” Mark looked at us nervously. “You seriously can’t be mad at me for talking to her, can you? She’s my mate, mom. I just need to know how to approach her.”

“You don’t,” Micah told him in a firm voice, leaving no room for argument, “Let us take care of something first, then we will help you, Mark, but you need to give her space for now. She didn’t come here under the best of circumstances. She needs to adjust, and we need to take care of a few things. Don’t try to go against this until we tell you it’s okay or you will only be hurting her.”

Confusion spread on his face, tugging at my mother’s heart. I don’t want to keep him from his mate, but this just got a lot more complicated. A lot more dangerous, for all three of them. We knew there was a chance when they were born, but because Matt had his own mate, we had hoped they would too.

We need to fix this before our sons are both crushed forever.