Alphas Muted MateUpdated at May 4, 2025, 10:59
"She is pregnant, Ivy. She has no one to help her. You know this,"
My Mate Brandon yells at me, This has been our argument for the last four months. Granted, we have been together a little over a year. We were to be getting married this time next month. Most mated couples dont get married as the mate bond is enough, but Brandon had asked me almost six months ago, he said he wanted us tied together in every way. I used to think it was the sweetest thing, but now,
She is the mate to his brother, who died a few months ago during a random rogue attack and Brandon has taken is upon himself to pick up where is brother left off making sure she is cared for,
"Please, Brand," I sign to him, I begging him, I just wanted to spend the morning with him, maybe go to breakfast, then take a trip over to the lake for a few hours. I know he is off from patrols today, and he had promised me last week we would do something together on his next day off, and here we are fighting over it, as he has already promised to take her for another appointment.
Slamming his hand on the table, he stood up,
"I already told you I cant, I have to take Clarissia for a check-up, I don't understand why it's so hard for you to understand that im all she has."
My head jerks back at his words, But she has her parents and his mothers, I understand she was his brothers mate, but Brandon is suppose to be my mate, and yet for the last four months since he moves her in saying she needed him, Its like imthe thrid wheel in my own home with my mate,
"What about me? You are my family here, I have no others here, am I not important to you anymore?"
My hand moved slowly as I signed those words, dropping my hands when I finished. I could feel the tears wanting to build the same lump in my throat every time he chooses her over me,
His face softens, HIs shoulder drops, moving closer, he reaches out for me. I take a step back, shaking my head, letting out a sigh. He grabs my wrist, his grip is soft and tender as he pulls me to him.
His scent hits my nose, and I want to cry, so instead I rest my forehead against his chest,
I can feel his hands on my back.
"Im sorry, Ivy, you are important to me, you are my mate, my one and only, I didnt mean to make you cry."
His lips touch the top of my head. I miss him so much, and we live together.
"Bran,"
I suck in a breath at the sound of her voice,
"Im ready when you are." She comes into the kitchen, He pulls back. She looks from him to me,
"Oh, am I interrupting?"
I was about to tell her yes, but she winced as she grabbed her belly. Brandon let go of me, rushing ot her side, HIS hands shot out to support her,
"Rissie, you alright?"
The concern in his voice makes my stomach turn. My wolf whimpers in my head as we watch our mate attend to another.
"Yeah, just this little one wiggling this morning," She smiles up at him as she touches his cheek, "Always the sweetest," She practically purrs at him,
Brandon clears his throat, stepping back, "Give me a minute."
Walking back over to me, he kisses my head, "I will see you when we get back, I promise we will go somewhere just you and me."
I dont say anything. Just stand there watching him walk out with her as she clings to his arm, leaning on him,