Her Brother, Her Mate

Carli POV

My heart is pounding in my chest. I’ve never been more turned on than I was when Parker pushed his alpha aura on me. I’ve never been talked to the way he is talking to me now. I’ve never had a guy stronger than me overpowering me with their dominance and it makes my belly tighten in a delicious way.

If he confirmed he thought I was trash or a slut, I had every intention of kneeing him in the nuts, breaking his nose, then leaving him so I could live up to his expectations of me. But, I could feel the conviction in his words; that he truly meant them. Being put in my place like that was so f*****g hot, and I don’t care that we’re in a crowded club, I want him.

My skin feels like it’s on fire as his hands roam my bare skin. He g****s into my mouth, and my impatience is building along with my desire.

Coughing and throat clearing interrupt our moment, and I’m sure it’s one of the bouncers coming to tell us to stop.

“What?!” I sneered in the direction of the chuckling at the same time as Parker.

Parker growls when we see it’s none other than Vincent. f**k. Well, maybe this will make Parker claim me in that dominating voice again. My toes curl and my core tightens at the thought.

I’m ready to tell Vincent to f**k off when he mentions the missing rogue. Not only does he know her, but she’s his aunt.

“She’s your aunt?” I screeched, having a hard time processing his words. The ghastly image of the vampire runs through my mind. Vincent is sexy and gorgeous. She was disgusting. I can’t see the family resemblance.

“I see your mind working. Yes she is really my aunt,” Vincent chuckles at me, “Why don’t we go to my office and talk?”

Parker and I followed Vincent to an office above the club. The beat is pumping from the music below, but it was much quieter up here.

As we sit across from Vincent in his modern, simple office, his eyes are dancing with amusement.

“I take it, you and your brother made up?” he asks, smirking between us. Parker has his hand on my knee possessively, glaring at Vincent.

“I’m not her brother. I’m her mate,” he states firmly.

“Not the alpha’s daughter, but the gamma’s. You’ve had a revolutionary week since I last saw you. It’s got you in quite a predicament.” Vincent’s velvety voice caresses his syllables. I used to love the way he talked, but right now it’s pissing me off.

“What predicament is that?” I asked.

“You have somehow tricked my aunt into thinking you are the daughter of her first love,” he grins, chin resting on his palm.

“First love?” I furrowed my eyebrows. He’s not making any sense.

“Yes, my aunt’s first love; the man she had her heart set on all through her school days, and the man she followed to the northern wilderness when he left her for his mate.”

“My uncle?” I gasped in surprise.

“Nathan Childes. If he is your uncle, then, yes.”

I’m even more confused, “Wait. She said she was after the one who destroyed her coven?”

“Why yes,” he lifts his head, eyes tightening at my words, “The man who broke her heart is also the man responsible for her new coven being eradicated. Then, his supposed daughter kills her lover. She has quite a vendetta.”

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“Why were she and her mate at the twin’s birthday party that day?” Parker asks.

“To drop me off, of course.”

“You weren’t invited, though. You don’t know the twins,” I told him.

He smiled sadly at me, “I don’t know them, but I knew you would be there. I heard talk of the party at the cove. Since we were so rudely interrupted there, I was hoping to see you again.”

Why? I don’t know him that well. I hooked up with him once and didn’t see him again until last Thursday at the cove.

“Why would you want to see my mate?” Parker asked in a hard voice.

Vincent sighs, “3 years. I waited nearly 3 years to see her again,” he stares at me, and I can see the longing and l**t in his eyes, making Parker growl. I shift, uncomfortable with the tension coming off Parker and the longing stare from Vincent, who I’m too enraptured to look away from. It’s like he’s trying to convey something to me in his eyes, but I don’t know what.

Vincent sighed, sitting back in his chair, “When we pulled up to the island bridge and my aunt’s lover saw the fairies, his bloodlust won him over. My parents, my father mainly, being he is Satrina’s brother, wanted to help his sister and her love after they discovered their coven was destroyed by Nathan Childes. He and my mother have been trying to rehabilitate them. As I’m sure you know, this is not only not possible, it’s illegal to house rogues who have turned against their own kind. With Lady Delilah now helping to investigate the acts committed by my aunt, my family risks losing everything.

“My parents are too far gone, devoted entirely to helping my aunt seek her revenge for her coven and her love, but I do not want to lose my birthright or my life of comfort for a woman I do not hold any regard for.”

“So you want to help us get her and your parents under control and out of the picture? So you can keep your family business and money?” I asked.

“I do. It’s fortunate for me that you came here tonight. Lady Delilah is not forgiving, and I am worried if I seek her help my family will evade her wrath, and she will take me to receive their punishment in their place.”

“How do you want us to help you?” Parker asks suspiciously.

Vincent drums his fingers on his desk. “I want you to kill my aunt and my parents.”