Page 38 of Unknowingly Being his Brat

“Yeah,” I grinned. “I would love for them to meet you.”

“Maybe we can visit Givanna after? Even though she scares the shit out of me.”

I laughed. “She can be scary, I agree with you on that.”

“Very scary. One time, when I was on breakfast duty, she complained that the bread wasn’t warm when she showed up, like I had intentionally cooled the bread down before serving it.”

Knowing how true that was, I laughed again. “My aunt hates cold food.”

“Seems like it,” he laughed. “But I still want to meet her as your fated.”

“That can easily be arranged. I did tell her about you.”

“Oh.” He sounded worried by that.

“Nothing bad,” I hurried to say. “I just needed some advice on what to do. She’d already learned we were fated from your father.”

“Ugh, why is he acting like the pack gossip all of a sudden? If he’s this bored working as the town vet, then maybe he should’ve stayed the alpha.”

“I don’t think your dad liked being alpha, Milo. Think about it. He kept pushing you and Jeremy to become the best alphas making sure you had each other. He waited until a week after you turned eighteen to pick Jeremy. And it’s not like our little town is riddled with injured pets who need medical help.”

“Wow. I never even thought about that! That ass. Wasting our time by creating gossip and running around naked to stir shit up.”

“Wait, what? Naked?”

Milo laughed. “I’m tired of him showing up in his wolf form and then just standing or sitting in my company with his dick out. Like, shouldn’t it be considered normal even for us shifters to put our dicks away for company?”

I laughed so hard I lost my grip on Milo.

“Is he truly just sitting naked while talking to you?”

“Yes! It really should have dampened the ire from his berating, but even with his dick out he continued being a cold asshole towards me.”

“I completely agree with you that while in company you should hide your dick away.”

“Thank you!” he exclaimed with what appeared to have been years of pent-up anger over it.

“I’ll make a sign for the front door that all guests should wear pants in the house,” I offered, my tone teasing.

“Do one for the backdoor, too. We can never know how he gets in.”

“He at least had pants on when he visited last time,” I recalled, thinking of the past few instances where I’d seen Paul.

“Well, Silas is likely traumatized from seeing his dick while he helped me with my kitchen,” Milo sniffed.

“Oh gods, not in front of Silas!” I laughed.

“Oh, yes. He even mentioned you while he stoodthere, dick out and everything.”

“That really isn’t normal, Milo, I hope you know that.” I was laughing hard again. Why had I never heard about this before today?!

“Well, I do now!”

We both laughed and it felt good ending the day on a happy note, my fated in my arms, in our bed. Life was just perfect.

“You want coffee?” I asked, then paused in the middle of the kitchen, the cup all but forgotten as Milo prowled towards me, his body completely naked, his dick hard and bobbing as he approached me, his eyes fully locked on mine like I was a mere lamb about to be eaten.

A sound that was suspiciously close to a whimper escaped me. I’d never once felt like prey, but damn how I wanted to be eaten by Milo.