My Jealous Alpha Stepbrother
Chapter 133

Josie

I’m terribly anxious and don’t know how to cool down. My best friend, Tarryn, and her mate, Alex, are gone from the face of the earth. Nobody knows what has happened to them.

I worry about them and hope they are okay. Misha told me Alex was fine. Something about being able to feel that his Beta isn’t dead. I have to trust him on that, but I’m still concerned.

Tarryn and I go way back. I don’t want her to be hurt, and gah. Why is everything happening at once? I’m also worried about the future of my daughter. The Howler pack is showing aggression, and Misha fights them every night with Elijah while I’m home with Michelle.

The cute little thing matures way faster than what could be considered normal. My mom and mother-in-law are in love with Michelle. Since family is important in werewolf, they have offered to watch her for us whenever.

And I took that offer today. Why? Because even though I’m worried and we are in the middle of a war, I need my mate’s attention. It would take the edge off if we had s*x, but Misha hasn’t touched me since Michelle came into the world.

It worries me.

After mating and giving birth to our daughter, the mate bond isn’t zapping as strongly as before. It served its purpose: we have brought life to this world. And that saddens me… what if Misha no longer wants me? It does feel like he is avoiding me. He is burying himself in worth, and it’s to the point it’s rare for us to sleep together in the same bed.

And tonight is another night like that. I’m newly showered and sitting on our bed in my nightgown, wishing Misha was here. I have waited for him all day to get home, but he is still out patrolling.

It’s so annoying…

Misha is taking his role of Alpha a little too far, saying he needs to keep our grounds safe. I get that he is worried since Michelle needs a safe territory to grow up on, but I still think he needs to chill with the guarding duties. Like… I’m important, too, right?

A sigh leaves my lips just in time for the door to open. Misha steps in with his hands already taking off his shirt, and I can see he is exhausted. There are huge rings under his eyes.

“It’s been one hell of a day today…” Misha says and meets my eyes with a hesitant smile on his lips. “Are you mad that I missed dinner? I tried to leave, but we picked up the scent of the Howler pack, so we had to chase them away from another one of our restaurants. I honestly don’t know why they keep entering our territory…”

I bend my knees up to my face, hugging them. I’m not that interested in hearing about the war. Not today. But I’m trying to keep a friendly smile because Misha and I haven’t talked in forever.

“They are taunting us, that’s why.” I point out.

Misha is taking off his clothes, beautiful hands pulling the hems of his shirt before he removes it over his head, revealing his chiseled abs.

Immediately, my day goes from a two to a full ten rating. It doesn’t matter that Misha and I have been together for a while now. I will never get tired of seeing his enormous body that looks bigger now since he stepped up as Alpha and have to train even harder. Those muscles are a chef’s k**s.

“So, um…” I smile at him and think of what excuse I can muster to put my hands on him. I’m so damn thirsty for some Alpha booty. “Do you want your shoulders massaged? They must be sore from keeping watch all day.”

Surprise flickers in his eyes. “That’s so nice of you to offer. How did you know I’m sore?”

Oh my god. Is Misha clueless? The answer must be yes. He sits down on the edge of the bed, presenting me with his huge muscles back. It’s corded to perfection, and he smiles over his shoulder.

“Thank you so much for this,” he says. “You’re an angel.”

Angel? Pfft! He is mistaken. My thoughts right now aren’t angelic at all. If only Misha knew how horny I am right now. I mean, seriously, I’m just a horndog after my pregnancy. I don’t know why, but my l**t is sky-high, which is so unlike me.

Still, I don’t want to admit that, so I plaster on a smile and scoot over to my huge mate. He is facing the other direction, smooth, corded back presented to me. His broad shoulders and white, feathery hair makes me smile dreamily. I can’t hold back my attraction.

“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur and put my hands on his massive shoulders before I massage him. He has velvety smooth skin. “And you’ve been putting some work into your muscles here.”

Misha breathes a laugh and smiles at me over his shoulder. “What has gotten into you all of a sudden?”

“Nothing!” I exclaim, blushing because… well, I don’t know! We have just been apart for a couple of days, and it’s strange hanging out without the mate bond constantly burning between us. “I’m just… I missed you.”

There, I said it! Now I’m so nervous that I don’t even dare to look at Misha and see his reaction. All I know is that I’m thrilled that he is home. I have missed his wolfish grin and kind and gentle personality. But let’s not forget he is a huge tease too!

“I missed you too…” Misha says, then he moves, scooping me up and placing me in his lap. His nose goes to my shoulder, and he inhales me. It doesn’t feel s****l. Just him needing skin-to-skin contact. “It’s been lonely patrolling without you.”

I let out a deep, frustrated sigh. “Then why do you stay out for so long? You have Elijah, who can patrol too.”

He sighs. “What if he disappears like Alex and Josie?”

My stomach churns. Misha is busy kissing my neck, and I lean my chin on his shoulder, liking how his hands are all over me. “I’m not sure what happened to them… but I hope they are fine.”

“They better be…” Misha agrees and squeezes me. “I feel like a failure of an Alpha thinking about how they just disappeared… what if Marissa took them as prisoners again? Should I send a rescue team to their territory? Should we attack them?”

I think for a while, then lean away to face him. “At this point, we might need to attack. Marissa has taken my friends as her prisoners twice… it might be time to do something about that old Luna.”

Misha nods. “Then let’s attack her.”