My Brother Is Not My Mate.

THE SNEAK ATTACK.

It felt so good and the more I saw what he was doing, the more I was intoxicated and charmed to go meet him and let him f**k the hell out of me.

He went even faster and faster. “f**k, it feels so good b***h,’ he groaned, moaning and finally released on the floor, shooting white ribbons all over the place.

When I finally realised what I had just done, I nearly fell dead to the floor.

I didn’t want to get caught.

So, I kindly tiptoed to my bed, forgetting I wanted to use the toilet earlier and hid myself in there.

What was that all about? How could he do such a thing like that?

And yeah, I have heard this sort of rumours about Alphas doing stuff, but was this what they were talking about and why was Lyulph feeling good about it?

Why did I just touch my p***y back there? I was going to do some research about it and for now, I just want to have a good sleep.

But throughout that night, it kept replaying in my head repeatedly.

It was crazy, but I brushed my disgusting thoughts aside and forced myself to sleep.

The minute he barged into the room, those memories came back.

“Hey, dreamy girl,” he waved at me. “Am I speaking to someone? You seem lost in your thoughts.”

“Huh!’ I realised he was here after blinking my eyes and nodding my head. “Yeah, I was listening to you.’ I quickly agreed.

“I said if you just woke up late? Why didn’t you wake up when Mom called you?’

“I was so sleepy and…”

“Are you serious right now?’ he interrupted.

“Yes, I am, and you shouldn’t have just barged into the room like that. I’m still dressing up.’

“Do I look like I care or got time for that? We are f*****g late because you didn’t want to log off the bed this morning.’

“I…I didn’t know the alarm was ringing for that long.’ I whined. “You should have woken me up since you usually get up early. You know girls take a lot of time to dress, and you guys don’t even do anything at all.”

I was right. That should keep him shut up.

“Don’t tell me crap trying to pull your way out of this. Get dressed up immediately, and let’s leave for school or else you want me to leave you here and walk out on you. Don’t push my patience.’

“I’m sorry…”

He frowned. “I hope you didn’t go up to my bed.’

What was he hiding in that bed of his, anyway?

I shook my head. “No, I didn’t go up to your bed, I just woke up and realised…”

“Don’t wanna hear those f*****g excuses. Get dressed and come out now. Stop looking like a slut.’ Lyulph left and slammed the door so hard, the windows vibrated.

A slut. But I was just putting on some dress, wasn’t I?

Wasn’t he the jerk who barged into my room a minute ago while I was putting on my uniform?

I sighed. I can’t believe he would say this to my face.

It hurts knowing that he had always been like this for these couple of months now.

I don’t know what I did or how I offended him. He has always been rude to me and harsh.

Where was my sweet, big, caring brother I once knew, who was always at my side?

Why did he change so much? Why does he hate me so much? I wonder?

Damn, he was a jerk. I’m so pissed at him the more I think about his attitude.

The anger I get.

I made sure I was putting on my best perfume and walked to the mirror, put on some red lipstick, checked myself out, and knew I did a job well done on myself.

I’m always pretty and dashing.

After all, I got curves, got it. You flaunt it to the world to see.

I smiled at myself and as my eyes came across the time.

I gasped and took my school bag hurriedly, nearly slipping my steps as I dashed out of the bedroom and came to the living room so I could inform Lyulph I was done. Yet, what I saw made me weak.

Lyulph was kissing his girlfriend in the living room, nearly dipping his hand inside her buttoned shirt.

I felt bad.

“Lyulph.’ I called him softly, and he stopped and turned toward me with a smug.

“Are you done?” He got up from the sofa, took his school bag from the sofa, and held Angelica’s hand, while she was fixing herself up upon sighting me.

“Hi Lysandra,’ Angelica waved at me with a sweet smile in her Italian tone.

I could feel my blood boiling at that moment. “Come Stai Ragazza.’ She greeted me in Italian.

“My name is not Lysandra.’ I mimicked her Italian tone. “But Lycandra, don’t misspell my name if you don’t know how to pronounce it.’ I fumed and I could sense Lyulph trying to hold back his laughter, which was not funny.

“Sorry about that, Lycandra.’ she apologised. Jeez, her accent was the worst.

I went over to her and stood in front of her with my arms folded across my chest.

“Stop kissing my brother in my house. That’s disrespectful. You do that all the time, and anyone in our clan could see you and start rumours. I don’t want you flirting around my brother.’

“Did I do anything wrong? I’m in love with your brother. Isn’t that a great thing?’

“You and I both know you are not with him for love, but for attention and power. Get away from him.’

“You can’t just insult me. You don’t know what’s in my heart, Lycandra, and I’m so sorry for pronouncing your name incorrectly.’ she softly pointed at her chest, faking this remorse cute voice and Italian accent.

“I don’t want to know. I don’t care and leave him alone.’

“Hey,’ Lyulph interrupted and slightly pushed me away from her and stood in front of her with a flare. “Stop invading my privacy.’

I went on. “This is our house. She isn’t invited in here.’

“And our parents as well, not ours alone because you don’t make the rules here. Shut the f**k up. I don’t want to hear one more word from you.”

“How could you talk to me in such a manner in front of her?!”

“Lycandra, lock it up.’

“I’m not locking anything up. She is at our house and she has no right to kiss you.”

“Whoever I kiss is not of your f*****g business, get that?!”