My Ex-mate Brother is my Second Chance Mate

A match made in Heaven

Isadora Davis

I felt so much pain as I lay on my bed; trust me, it wasn't because I was slammed down the stairs and broke the red Jade vase, which I haven't faced the punishment for yet, as it was only a matter of time before I was summoned to answer for that.

No, this wasn't a physical pain but an emotional one because my ex-best friend, without a care in the world, would hurt me and throw me out of a window or a fifty four-story building if she could.

Why was Ashley such a b***h? What have I never done to her to deserve such hate?

I had to crawl from the alpha's house into my bed. I had been bruised everywhere, and surprisingly, this time my wolf wasn't healing me as she was also hurt in her heart as she understood my past attachment to Ashley.

If I didn't have my wolf healing abilities, I would be a mess and probably have thousands of scars surrounding my whole body.

The sound of my door banging brought me out of my self-pity. I was sure it was Ashley again, who was here to finish what she started.

I don't know why she can't just let me rest for a moment.

I stood up tiredly, struggling to open the door as my body was still weak, and before I could get to the door to open it, someone broke it down, which hit me right in the face.

Ouch.

Great, they knocked down my door. Trust me, this wasn't the first time it'd happened, and I was sure it wouldn't be the last.

Anyway, that's another story for later.

I can't understand why the person couldn't be patient and wait for me. After recovering from the shock, I looked up and saw the beta of the pack walking in without a care, like he owned the place.

He was the newly appointed beta, after Ashley's father. I bet the alpha thought Ashley's father was getting old and weak, so he wanted someone much stronger he could use to deliver punishment on me.

Why does everyone behave like that? This is my room, and I deserve at least a little privacy.

"The alpha summons you now," he said, dragging me by the clothes without giving me a chance to react or ponder on his words to decide if I wanted to go or not; it was not like I had a choice anyway.

He kept on dragging me until we went into the living room, where Alpha was standing with his hand in his pocket.

"Oh god, what again?" I whispered to myself as he pushed me forcefully towards the alpha.

"Kneel before your alpha, you disgusting mutt," the beta spat, throwing me to the ground.

I felt everyone's eyes on me, staring, which made me very uncomfortable, but I was getting used to their stares.

"I let you into my home even though you are a curse and a danger to me. I even let you be a member of my pack, and how do you repay me? By breaking my vase and threatening my beta's daughter and future son's mate and daughter-in-law". He growled at me.

I raised my head to see Ashley looking like she was having the time of her life with a smirk on her face. I was right; I knew she was behind all this. She wasn't satisfied with punching me alone; she wanted her sweet father-in-law to use his influence on me and make me beg for mercy.

That would be over my dead body.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" The alpha asked, glaring at me as if anything I would say would make a difference and stop me from being punished.

I was expecting the punishment. I remembered the day the alpha brought that vase to the pack house; he kept bragging throughout the day, and now Ashley had pushed me down the stairs, knowing I would end up breaking something expensive.

Oh, goddess, I was dead meat. I would try defending myself, hoping the moon goddess touches his heart, but then again, he doesn't have one.

My wolf was weak and wasn't healing my body; any other pain inflicted on my body will hurt me badly and take me some time to recover.

"I didn't break the vase intentionally. Ashley pushed me down the stairs, knowing full well the red vase was there and I would end up breaking it," I explained before feeling a hot slap landing on my face.

I was sure I wasn't going to eat for a few days. I looked up to see the angry glare of the Alpha burning me.

"How dare you lie about my daughter-in-law?" He yelled. I let out a sad sigh, knowing nothing I would say would convince him to believe I was telling the truth about his precious daughter-in-law.

From the looks of things, I was late in my explanation, and Ashley had already told her version of the story where I was an evil villain. Not that it mattered to them because they would have accused me innocent or not and I would be the one to take the punishment for everything.

It's a process I'm used to already.

I felt another punch and then a slap to the face, and this time I wasn't surprised as I gladly accepted the beating that kept coming.

He stopped after some time, which gave me some time to catch my breath, and then turned to Ashley.

"Daughter, I'll allow you to decide what we do with this thing." He pointed at me with disgust.

"well....." Ashley mused like she was asked to pick out her favorite toy, and the alpha waited patiently for her to speak.

"Let's beat the lies out of her. How dare she lie against me?" She continued, and the alpha turned to look at Lucas, who had walked into the room.

"Son, as the future alpha of this pack, you need to show errand slaves their place, make sure they don't disobey you, and also talk back to your future mate in disrespect," the alpha said to Lucas and pointed to Ashley, who smiled proudly.

"Elliot, bring the iron whip," he instructed Beta, who went out of the room to do as told.

Oh no, not the iron whip; anything but that. The iron whip was used on hardened criminals or people who betrayed their pack. It was feared by all, as it brought lots of pain that couldn't be described to the body.

I wouldn't wish for my enemies to be flogged with that, except ASHLEY.

The beta came back with the iron whip and stood in front of me, smirking at me after seeing the fear in my eyes. I couldn't hide it, even if I tried.

The alpha took the whip from him and handed it to his son. I had almost hoped deep within me that Lucas would love me and care for me like when we were younger, and because of that, he wouldn't hurt me physically.

I expected him to beg his father on my behalf for the sake of the past precious moments we had shared together. My wolf was weak, and my body wasn't healing.

"I want you to punish her yourself as the soon-to-be alpha and also because she lied and blamed this on your future mate, so it's only understandable for you to punish her yourself. Give her 100 lashes for the number of years that vase has lived," his father said, and Lucas collected the whip, looking into his father's eyes as both of them were having a silent conversation.

This action of his got my hopes up a little before it came crashing down. It was obvious that if he didn't do this, then his alpha title was on the line.

His alpha title was worth more than the life of a cursed slave.

From the look in his eyes,he wanted to show his father he was capable of teaching the slave how to behave and could punish her.

"Strip," the alpha said, and they removed my shirt from my body, leaving me with only a bra.

Thankfully, I didn't have time to feel ashamed or embarrassed about my body as Lucas began flogging me.

After the last stroke, Lucas dropped the whip and stepped beside his father. I couldn't believe I survived the pain of being flogged with the iron whip without the help of my wolf. I had curled myself into a ball, wishing I could disappear forever.

"Tomorrow is my son's birthday, who is your soon-to-be alpha; you must stay up all night to decorate and plan for the party alone. This will be part of your punishment for breaking my red Jade vase. You better put in your best so that my son's birthday and the handover ceremony go well, or you'll answer to me. Do you understand?" He asked, motioning to two men to pull me up to my feet.

"Yes, alpha," I muttered with pain.

All night I toiled without giving my body a break or time to heal, as it wasn't on my side. I baked two layers of cake, then ran to the store to get decorations before they closed.

I came back and continued with baking the snacks, then prepared the drinks to be served. By six in the morning, I was done with the decorations but had not finished icing the cake. I iced the cake and then set it in the fridge to cool before going into my room to have a nap.

Isadora!" I heard someone scream my name, interrupting the little sleep I was trying to get.

I opened my eyes grouchily and walked out to the living room to see that it was Ashley who disturbed my moment of rest.

What is it again this time, I thought?

"How can I help you, future Luna?" I asked mockingly, bowing my head while she rolled her eyes at me.

I hoped her eyes would fall off one day.

"A few of Lucas important guests will be arriving soon for his birthday party, and you are the one who is supposed to be here serving them, but there you are lazily sleeping in that rat hole you call a room. Do you want me to go report to the Alpha so he can remind you of your place and function in this pack?" She scoffed, waiting for my reply, but I didn't say anything, not wanting to get on her bad side. She hissed after a few seconds of me staying silent and pushed me out of her way, like an angry cat, before walking out of the living room.

I immediately rushed out of the pack house to see the few important guests Ashley had spoken about, only to see they were familiar faces and Luca's buddies. I can't believe that b***h woke me up for three motherfuckers.

Didn't she know I didn't sleep all night and was working my ass off to make the party a success after being flogged?

Since I couldn't go back to sleep, I decided to use the time to wrap my present for Lucas. We were supposed to each give a present to him, as he was the alpha's son and future alpha; otherwise, we would be thrown into a cell.

When we were younger, I always bought him a book for his birthday, and he did the same for me, as we both loved reading. Suddenly, his taste has changed, and I don't know what to buy for him anymore. He became a whole different person.

I had decided to buy him a pack of condoms, knowing how much he loves sleeping around. I felt very proud of my purchase; at least he'd cheat on his girlfriend with his pack members safely.

Two hours later, the party started, and Everyone was happy. By happy, I mean screaming like fraternity noys as they were chugging bears while I served them their meals like some indentured servant.

As I served one of his friends, I heard a familiar, annoying laughter, and I looked up to see Ashley having the time of her life together with Lucas, holding his hands as they both sat at one end of the table.

My eyes seemed to be glued to Lucas, and I moved from his strong, aristocratic nose to his high cheekbones and sharp, angular jaw. The sharp contours of his face make it seem like it's carved from granite.

Why did I just notice this?

His silky, shiny golden blond hair is streaked with lighter golden locks and perfectly styled. His smooth, flawless golden-tan skin glows. A golden god—that's what he is.

He sat back, draping his magnificent body on the chair behind him lazily and talking with Ashley with a lack of interest.

For some reason tonight, I found the bored-haughty expression on his face totally sexy.

His green eyes stood out, and I could see it from this distance; the eyes under those strong, prominent eyebrows seemed piercing.

His cursory glance skims over me without stopping even for a beat, dismissing me as unimportant and of no interest before returning to his slut luna. For some reason, that makes my heart ache.

Isadora, have some self-respect, keep your head down, and stay away. Stop admiring a man who doesn't love you anymore and can flog you in front of everyone just to keep his alpha title.

He wasn't worth my attention, but for some reason I couldn't stop myself from looking at him.

I sighed, wondering if he had found out if Ashley was his mate or something. Ughh. Why does the thought make me feel sick in the stomach?

Ashley and Lucas were a match made in heaven, and with that thought, I focused my attention back on serving his guest, hoping the night would be over just as it started.