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Her Alpha Mate's Brother

WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT They say when your true mate dies your heart shatters into a thousand pieces. You begin to wish that you had died with them and lose any hope of soldiering on. Amaya’s life was perfect, till she lost it all. She had the perfect mate in Jason Blake and she was loved by her family and her pack. Suddenly her life takes a turn for the worst when her father and Jason both die from a brutal attack on the original Werewolf packs. As the eldest child she takes over her father’s role as Alpha of the Shadows Pack, keeping them safe, making sure that they don’t lose more lives. Despite her strong façade Amaya carries a pain that no one can heal. At least that’s what she thinks until she meets Jonah Blake, younger brother to her first mate and newly minted Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. There is just one problem, Jonah is everything his brother is not. A bad boy and a playboy alpha who loves no one but himself. His brutal and possessive nature brought out by the same tragedy that broke Amaya. Is there any hope for them? Second chance mates don’t exist, or at least they were thought to be just myth and legends.

wounded_warrior · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
78 Chs

CHANGING MINDS AND CHANGING HEARTS

Jonah POV

"She's here Ash!" Merrick excitedly told our nephew as the little boy bounced up and down in the room, clearly excited that his mom was finally in my packhouse.

"I'll ask my parents to bring her up." I nodded to him as I reached out to link my father.

'Dad, Merrick says Amaya has arrived.' I told him, waiting for a response.

'I see her convoy pulling up. Won't you come down to receive her?' He asked me.

It was customary for Alphas to greet their guests at the door, but seeing as there was an urgent matter I needed to discuss with her in private, I decided against it.

'No, but bring her up to my office as soon as she gets here. Ash and Merrick are with me, her mother and Ashley are in the kitchens. There is something I need to talk with her about.' I told my dad as I looked at the innocent child in the room.

'Alright. Be nice to her, Jonah. She's still hurting too.' Dad warned me, much to my annoyance.