Bro and the Beast 4 (The Wolf's Mate, #4)
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"I don't care what destiny says. I choose Brad." My gaze finds his, and the warmth in his eyes chases away the chill trying to settle in my bones. "I'll choose Brad in this universe, and every other."
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But this is his den, and these strange fools are his pack. A pack he's clearly the alpha of, so I'm not going to challenge him openly in front of the others.
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I imprinted on you, Brad. I love you. Nothing—and no one—is ever going to change that."
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"This is Raul. He's my, uh..." "Mate," Raul offers proudly. I gulp. "Yeah. Mate."
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As we leave the gym, I can't help but feel a pang of longing for my old life, where everything was simple and straightforward. But then I look at Raul, steady and strong at my side, and I know there's at least one thing in this bizarre, mashed-up universe I wouldn't trade for anything.
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Sometimes, it's easy to forget he's a fantasy alpha male from a romance novel, and then other times, it smacks me in the face like a ten-inch cock.
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"I'm not a trophy wife!" I snap. "I'm a trophy omega. Get it straight."
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"Even if you were a blimp, you'd be the most beautiful blimp to ever exist."
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"I mean, you're my straight brother, and now you're mated to a guy, and you're pregnant with his baby, and you're ready to pop."
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"Yes, well, there are drugs that can make the process of labor easier, should you choose to avail yourself of them," Dr. Wilson answers. "Oh, I want the drugs," Brad says urgently. "I want all the fucking drugs."
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I reach out to take his face in my hands, taking the time to study his perfect features. I'll never get tired of doing that no matter how many times I carve them into my mind. "I love you so much," I say, lowering my hands to his stomach and smiling. "All of you." Brad blows a puff of air through his nostrils, but to my surprise, he doesn't push my hands away. He just settles his on top of mine. "Yeah," he mumbles. "I love you, too. And judging from the somersaults these little bastards are doing in here, they love you, too."