Free BirthRight by Sydney Addae

how
long did it take for you to remember not to open food in grocery
stores or add things to my cart, or take something without paying
for it?” She eyed him and his brother with a twinkle in her
eyes.
    “I’m sure it didn’t take long. Sorry I’ve
got to go, but I do.” Renee grabbed Jasmine’s arm and walked her to
the door.
    If they weren’t wolves, neither him nor his
brother would’ve heard his aunt’s whisper. “Seriously, sis, that
tall one with the green eyes might be a good place to start. As far
as men go, he wasn’t half bad.”
    “Uh, no. I’d like someone not like Davian,
thank you. And he has hardass written all over him. The next man I
take on will see me as a person first.”
    Tyrese looked at Tyrone and spoke through
their link. “This is not good. We have to convince mom to go to
therapy. We have to stay until the Patron is convinced we’re not a
threat.”
    Tyrone’s eyes widened. “What?”
    Tyrese glanced at door. His mom was
listening to his aunt talk about Mandy. He took a seat next to the
bed. “Yeah, I had a forced meeting with the Patron and the Alpha
who runs this territory. He has some concerns over her breeding
wolves and not being mated.”
    “You agreed?” It was weird hearing Tyrone’s
outrage through their link.
    “It was that or we all die, including
Aunty.”
    Tyrone’s eyes widened and then closed tight.
“I did this. I brought her to their attention.”
    “No. Well, maybe. But they had no idea
half-breeds existed. Plus we’re not rabid, or crazy. I get the idea
they plan to run all types of tests on us.”
    “On mom?” Tyrone sounded horrified.
    “I don’t think so. Not at first anyway. I do
think they plan to look into her background, if they haven’t
already.”
    “You believe him? You believe he’d kill
us.”
    Tyrese thought of the power that’d pulsed in
the room with seemingly little effort on the Patron’s part. “He
called my wolf. One minute I was standing in the hall, the next I
was on all fours prancing up the stairs like some punk answering
his call. My damn wolf sat there wagging his tail like a bitch
waiting for a treat.” That still rankled. His gaze swung to his
twin. “Do I think he’d take us out? In a fucking heartbeat. In his
mind, we’re freaks. Something that shouldn’t exist. Personally, I
think the real reason he’s allowing us to live is because he
believes there are others. By understanding us, it gives him an
advantage. He can prepare to deal with any others.”
    “Damn,” Tyrone glanced at the door. His mom
and aunt were hugging again. “What’s the deal with the
military?”
    “I’m out, pending my psych eval. You?”
    “I think I’m being discharged as well. Can’t
help but wonder how much clout Silas has, huh?”
    Tyrese frowned, the name sounded familiar
but he couldn’t place it. “Silas?”
    Tyrone nodded. “Silas Knight, the Patron,
leader of the Alpha werewolves.”
    Jasmine walked over to the bed, and pulled
up a chair next to Tyrese. “Okay guys, what’s our next move?”
    Tyrese looked at her. “I think we’re going
to the physical therapy facility with the hard head over here who
got hurt.” He watched her carefully, hoping she’d just fall in line
with their plans. He should’ve known better.
    She frowned and sat back. “I’m not
comfortable staying at there. Can we get a place nearby?”
    “I’ll ask, but I thought you planned to stay
with me until I recovered,” Tyrone said, looking confused.
    She shrugged. “I’ll just be in a nearby
hotel like I am now. I can visit you. But I can also see and do
other things.”
    Tyrese grew uneasy at her bid to push them
out of the nest so she could begin her own journey. Although she
deserved it, her timing sucked. “Mom, why can’t we all stay
together? This may be the last time you live with your sons, if you
want to look at it like that. But I want you with me if I have to
stay in a place with him.” He pointed at Tyrone, who