[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
Once the other two wolves had taken their leave, TJ turned to his brother expectantly. "What of a mate for me?"
"You killed Celene," the Alpha stated matter-of-factly. "Do you truly believe that you deserve a new mate?"
TJ nodded emphatically. "I told her to have an abortion and instead she birthed those two little brats. What do I want with two she-wolves? That does me no fucking good. I want a fucking heir!"
The Alpha lifted his sunglasses from his face and gaped at his Gamma. "Had you not murdered your mate, you might have had an heir on the next go-round. But now we will never know. Sadly, you fail to see the error of your ways, and you entirely neglect your beautiful little she-wolves."
"Shit, man," the Gamma began laughing and he clutched his stomach in glee. "Listen to you! Who the fuck are you and what have you done with my bro, Holmes?"
"Maybe I had an epiphany," Chris confessed as he gazed down at his long fingers, tapping away on the table-top. "Maybe I have changed."
"Shah," TJ scoffed in amusement. "You raped that bitch, didn't you? How does that make you any better than me, huh? You wanted that she-bitch the second you saw her photograph. Once she arrived on our soil, you hatched a plan to pump her full of your seed and you carried through. How can you sit there on your high fucking horse and talk to me like you're such a great guy?"
The Alpha looked stung, but he bowed his head and sighed. "I raped her, Teej, I didn't kill her. She's still very much alive and she will continue to be alive."
The Gamma rolled his eyes at this and made a disgusted snort. "Look, you knocked that bitch up and now she'll forever be tied to you because she's carrying your heir. You rejected Amara because she was only carrying a she-wolf and not an heir. You were very clear that was not acceptable to you, and you made the Luna feel like shit until she killed herself - which resolved half your problems. So, mayhap you explain to me how my mate turning up dead is different from your mate turning up dead? Both the bitches gave birth, and now they're six feet under. Who fucking cares about specifics?"
Chris had begun shaking, but at the conclusion of his brother's words he slammed his fist down onto the table and caused the entire piece of furniture to tremble and shake. He emitted a noise like a roar. "You would be best to leave me now, brother. If you don't want to end up hurt, I suggest you leave quickly!"
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