Her Brother, Her Mate

Casey POV

Several hours earlier

“I don’t give a s**t what you say, I don’t want that f*****g prick sleazing with my sister,” I sneer at Parker as he drives us to the bat s**t crazy’s nightclub. I know this nightclub. It’s the one werewolves all avoid because of its dark reputation. Vampires wanting fresh b***d come here to prey on innocent humans, then compel them to forget them the next day. It’s a place we’ve been warned away from since middle school because of that reputation. Carli may be the only one brave enough in Crystal Moon to go here on the regular.

In some covens, vampires aren’t even supposed to drink directly from humans. Because of this being a hot tourist spot, vampires can get away with it at places like Bloodlust. It’s f*****g disgusting to think about and I don’t want my sister involved with that shit. Most werewolves are allergic to vampire venom. This isn’t a place I want her to frequent.

“He’s a good guy. This is coming from me, Case. I wouldn’t tolerate someone I couldn’t trust around my wife and daughter.”

“You’re probably just happy the d**k isn’t after your wife anymore,” I growl, not trusting his words.

“About as happy as I was when you stopped going after her,” he smirks at me, making me growl again.

“We’re on our way to that disgusting club that HE owns. The one where they prey on humans. You can’t tell me he’s a good guy knowing that shit.”

“That was his father. His father was not a good man. Even Lady Delilah was getting fed up with his father’s dirty morals. That’s why Vincent came to us to take care of his rogue family members and not her because she would have shut all his businesses down. He didn’t want to lose his mother’s inheritance. Vincent changed everything when he took over. Fired tons of corrupt people loyal to his father. He stopped allowing his employees to feed on patrons. He really is a good guy, Casey. Worships the ground she walks on. Carli has been on my s**t like crazy because she wants more babies that could potentially be mates with their kids.”

“Sounds like torture,” I smirk at him. I’ve seen how Carli can get when she wants something. Sounds fun in theory, your mate wanting your d**k constantly to get pregnant, but Carli’s aggression is no joke.

“For her,” Parker chuckles, “I’m making her work for it.”

I laugh hearing him talk like the chick in their relationship.

“How?”

“Trying to get her to stop cussing so much. Rosie’s first word was ‘f**k’, I swear.”

“You getting Tommy to stop cussing too? You can’t bribe him with s*x,” I snicker.

“I can, actually. If he starts one of his rants, I bring up mine and Carli’s s*x life and he runs out of the room. Elena’s in on it. She starts asking pointed questions and it turns into the most awkward game ever.”

“So you don’t want Rosie saying ‘f**k’, but your okay talking about f*****g in front of her?” I raise an eyebrow at him.

He freezes momentarily, “Well, s**t. I didn’t think about that.”

“That little girl is going to need all kinds of therapy,” I laugh, shaking my head.

Parker huffs, “She’s going to be a mini Carli. I’m just going to have to accept it. Cussing and all.”

“You handle Carli so well, I doubt you will have much trouble.”

“I’m going to go gray or bald by the time I’m forty,” he sighs.

“I’ll buy you a hat.”

When we pull up outside the club, my almost light mood from my banter with Parker goes to s**t once again. That sleazy f**k is outside talking to Melody’s dad, the fairy knight. I growl in my chest when he looks up at Parker’s truck.

“Give him a chance. He really is a good guy.”

“We’ll see,” I tell Parker.

Not like I can do anything anyway. Simone already marked him.

I get out of the truck in a huff, slamming the door closed, earning me a growl from Parker. He can suck my left nut. I didn’t want to come here to meet this fucker. The only reason I agreed was that he told me the guy had a run-in with the fairy douche that hurt my sister. That’s what I’m here for. To kill the fairy fucker.

“Cathal,” Parker nods to Melody’s dad, shaking his hand.

“Young alpha,” he tilts his head in the formal way fairies sometimes do. We don’t have many in Canada because of the cold climate, but I’m familiar with them from living here most of my life. Fairy girls were the target of most guys when I was in high school. They could use their fairy magic on you to enhance certain sensations. I don’t know from experience, just locker room talk. I was tame, especially compared to the youngest two of the Meyers triplets and even Daryl before he found out Hillary was his mate.

Matt was my best friend besides Carli and my sister and he was with Lilly long before he found out she was his mate. When the girls were out, I would choose hanging out with him over chasing tail with the rest of the guys in our crowd.

“What happened here?” Parker asks, looking between Cathal and Vincent.

Vincent tells us about coming back here to shower and change, and finding the ward in his office. He told us about his s**t being gone through and being moved around. I’m chortling like a fool when he mentions his expensive suit and shoes being ruined, earning a dirty look from Parker and a confused look from the fairy knight. Vincent doesn’t react at all to me laughing at him and continues on with his retelling.

“Then I saw ‘SHE IS MINE’ written in b***d on the wall. The guy needs to die, Cathal. I will not stand for him to continue terrorizing my mate after we find him. I want him dead and I want to be the one to do it,” he states firmly.

My b***d runs cold and I immediately stop laughing. Who the f**k does this Aiden guy think he is? Who is he to try and claim my sister when she clearly doesn’t want anything to do with him. Vincent is right. If he is going to so boldly claim her and terrorize her like this after he had to go into hiding, he is clearly never going to stop. He needs to die. He will die. I’m not sure if I can promise this vampire I won’t kill him first.

“I understand, Vincent. Queen Aisling has already put in her degree ‘dead or alive’. If you end his life, there will be no repercussions. Even the fact he stole a royal Pegasus makes the death penalty permissible. They are a sacred, close to becoming extinct creatures.”

“My Simone is a sacred, rare creature as well. Thousands, no, infinitely more precious and valuable than a flying horse. His actions against her alone are reason enough to kill him,” Vincent glares at Cathal. A shiver runs up my spine at the menacing look in his eyes.

“I am not in argument with you, my friend. Simone is my daughter’s dear friend and we are the reason she met him in the first place. Even if there were repercussions for you killing the boy, I would face those consequences in your place. I am telling you, though, that it isn’t an issue. Kill him.”

“I will. Oh, I will,” Vincent snarls softly.

“Why? Because he ruined some shoes?” I scoff. Maybe he is materialistic like my sister. Maybe that’s why they were made to be mates.

Vincent meets my eyes and shakes his head, “No. Because he hurt the most precious thing in the world to me. Nothing comes before Simone. I can replace the shoes. I can not replace nor will I ever replace her.”

The conviction in his eyes almost gets me. Almost.

“You moved on from Carli f*****g fast. I heard from Parker just a few weeks ago that you were still chasing after her. What’s to say you won’t move on from my sister just as fast?”

“Because she is my forever. When a vampire mates, to use your term, with a lover, once that soul bond is formed, it is for life. She is my life now. Without her, I would literally die. I could never live without her. Every breath I breathe from the moment she came into my life was for her.”

We stand there in awkward silence for a few moments, but Vincent’s steady gaze never left mine. He was being serious. Dead serious.

“He is right, young one,” Cathal interjects, “My kind and the night children have been close for millennia. Our kinds have intermingled much in the past. A vampire mate is the most loyal and devoted of any mate, in my opinion. They are truly committed for life.”

Vincent takes a step toward me, not in a hostile way, but more in a private conversation standpoint. “I know I was out of line earlier. I can not tell you how sorry I truly am for attacking you the way I did. I can try to make it up to you however you want. If you want to take me out back to the alleyway and kick my a*s, I will stand there and take it. But please don’t try to belittle or make light of my love for your sister. She is my everything and I hope to prove that to you over time.”

Parker clasps me on the shoulder, and I stand looking back at Vincent apprehensively. I don’t know if it’s his words or the conviction in his eyes, but I believe him. It is clear that he really does love my sister, and he would do anything for her, including taking a beating from me.

“I don’t think you could stand for very long if I were to kick your a*s. You’d be down and out in a second,” I smirk at him.

“I doubt that,” he smirks back.

“Wanna make a wager?” Parker is smiling, looking between us.

I laugh, shaking my head, “Nah. Wouldn’t want to piss off Sims and Carli by hurting him too bad. Those two women together can be scarier than a badass wolf and pair of fangs.”

“Agreed,” Vincent says at the same time as Parker said, “Damn right,” and Cathal nods his head with a laugh. Carli still has a reputation I see.

“I am going to depart and trace Aiden’s magic to see if I can track him,” Cathal says, “The ward has been removed. It was to alert him of your return and try and keep you contained. He could be close by. I will start the hunt.”

“I’ll come with you,” I tell the fairy, suddenly wanting to find this guy more than ever. I want my sister to be free so she can be happy with her mate.

“Are we okay, Casey?” Vincent asks me, holding out his hand.

I smirk, shaking it firmly, “Not until I get a rematch,” I laugh at him. He laughs with me and agrees. “Take care of my sister for me. I’m going f*****g fairy hunting.”