My Possessive Werewolf Mate (Who is Also My Step-Brother...)

Vielleicht Verliebt

Wolfsrudel = Wolf Pack

Leitwolf = lit. Leading Wolf; Alpha

Seelenverwandte = Soulmate

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[Photo of Dominik]

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"Vielleicht Verliebt" - Leolixl

🎵 Ich frag dich: "Sehen wir uns wieder?" / Auch wenn ich da selber keine Antwort seh / Vielleicht wär'n wir jetzt verliebt / Doch du lebst gefühlt am anderen Ende der Welt / Vielleicht wär'n wir verliebt / Und das mit uns wär was das für immer hält 🎵

"...and we have to come, why?" Emilia groaned from the passenger seat as Dad drove us to Alaric's house. She had her feet propped up on the dashboard as she typed away on her phone, already complaining to her bestie about this lame dinner party we had to tag along on.

"Alaric said that he wanted the two of you there," Dad said, gesturing at her and me. "He's a really nice guy, so please do this for me. And remember our deal? You do this and you have my permission to go to Frankfurt tomorrow."

Frankfurt was a larger city that was about a two hour train ride away, and there was a lot of shopping places there, so Emilia had practically begged Dad for him to let her go there with her friend, Sofia.

"Fine," Emilia agreed, positioning her long black hair on the side to block her view of our father.

"But take Max with you," Dad added, making my sister wince. "Alaric has something planned for us tomorrow, and I don't want him home alone."

Emilia just glared at me through the rearview mirror and I already knew she was thinking up ways to ditch me.

"And speaking of whom, Max, you remembered your inhaler?" Dad asked.

"Yeah," I mumbled, patting it through my pocket to double check.

Two weeks had already passed since Dad and I had ran into Alaric at the Wasgau, and ever since then Dad and the guy had been stuck to each other like glue. Nearly every night Dad would go on a date with Alaric, leaving me and Emilia at home. However, he didn't know that Emilia would leave to go hang out with her friends, practically ditching me and leaving me all myself. I know that I should be happy that Dad is finally moving on and that he's having a good time with someone who treats him well, but I was starting to get annoyed that my Summer Vacation quality time with Dad was getting snatched away from me. Emilia and I live with Mom in Vancouver, Canada. Yeah, it's pretty far from Bedburg, Germany, so I don't get to see Dad as much I want to.

I didn't want to complain too much because I didn't want to look like some little boy who needs his daddy all the time, but I was getting really irked by all the time Dad's been spending with Alaric and thereby ignoring me. I mean, Emilia and I were only able to see him for a few months out of the year, and we head back to Canada in a couple days...

I guess I just miss my dad, which seems weird to say because he's literally sitting in the same vehicle as me.

Not wanting to stir the pot, I just kept my lips pursed shut in the backseat. Instead I stared out the window, trying to get a view of the forest that we drove by, but the nighttime darkness was making it hard to get a good view. There were a lot of clouds out, covering up the moon and making the outside pitch black.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence, the struggling radio trying to maintain reception being the only noise. The massive trees on either side of the road ruined the connection and made it feel like we were being swallowed by the forest, making me sink further into my seat. I didn't like being out in the forest in this part of town, especially after hearing all the legends of Der Werwolf von Bedburg.