Chapter 5

Dimitrius

When first time parents find out they're expecting a baby they take all cautions to baby proofing the house to showing that baby unconditional love. Parents are supposed to love their children no matter what. Werewolves are born with great abilities for hearing, seeing, and shapeshifting and strength like no human could ever possess. If you're a werewolf and you're born with all these things then you’ve got everything needed to be great and your parents will show you off to the world to make your name known but if you're born without one of those things your disgrace.

That’s what I am, a disgrace to the Mortaga family name. My parents are so ashamed of me they told everyone that I died after my second birthday. They never bothered to help me when I was struggling to walk, change my clothes or learn how to read and write in braille. I had a full time nanny that raised me until I was old enough to do things for myself. When I was twelve my father Tyson made this whole third floor mine and even gave me a pool. This place cost him a fortune to build. He only did this because the Caputo’s were starting to visit more often and he was afraid they would see his son, the same son he told them died.

Tyson took the crown that was rightfully mine and gave it to my brother. I never wanted the responsibility of being a king. A king is supposed to make sacrifices for his people, be kind and show appreciation and love his kingdom. I’m none of those things. I don’t give two good fucks for this kingdom or its people. Tyson has made it clear that I’m not the son he wanted; Cato is his everything.

Cato walks around this kingdom with his nose stuck in the air stupid fuck thinks this world revolves around him. He thinks it bothers me when he rubs my crown in my face. It doesn't phase me though like I said I’m far from a king. Now that Tyson gave the crown to Cato he gets everything that comes along with being a king including Jasmine.

My mate.

When I was younger I fought Tyson tooth nail telling him she was mine not Cato’s he would shame me saying that she wouldn’t want a blind mate one that could never protect her and for long I believe him. But the night of Jasmine twentieth birthday when that fucking scumbag thought he had the right to touch what belonged to me and live to tell the tale he was dead wrong. He deserved what he got. I'll kill anybody over her.

When Jasmine told me to mark her I was shocked to hear those words after being told my whole life nobody would want a blind mate but she did. Fuck, it took all I had to not too. But I couldn’t do that to her, bonding her to blind man, making her the laughing stock of her kingdom so I walked away.

I’ve never questioned the goddess why I was born without sight, never mattered to me before. I’ve only ever asked the moon goddess for one favor and it was the most important thing to me. I asked her not to give me a mate not for my sake but for hers.

I don’t know what the moon goddess was thinking in her fucked up twisted mind of hers when she did indeed give me a mate I was so fucking pissed…still am. Jasmine is sweet, innocent and for fucks sake she tastes so damn good. I never tap into my Lycan wolf for anything but I’ll admit that I did for her and when I do that I can see black in white.

And fuck my brother would be a fool not to marry such a beautiful woman like her.

Jasmine wants something from me that I could never give her even if I could I wouldn’t. She should want better for herself. Hell, Jasmine would be such a great Queen she doesn’t need this merger, not like Cato if it was not for Tyson there wouldn’t be. Kingdom to merge. Tyson made the great idea to give the crown to Cato before his marriage to Jasmine so he could get a feel of how to rule alone before he becomes a married man and can no longer rule on his own, not since Jasmine has more of a percentage to both kingdoms. Dominic made sure of that if Tyson refused his terms the wedding would have been called off and Tyson wouldn’t dare let that happen.

But seeing how well his precious son does on his own I bet he’s glad that Jasmine has the final say over things.

The alarm to the elevator goes off and without moving from the couch I use my remote to open the doors and start the elevator. I sip my beer and wait patiently for the doors to open and the voice surprised me it wasn’t Tyson after all it’s Cato.

“Don’t you ever move off the couch?” I can hear as he walks to the couch and he falls onto it.

“No,”

“My fiancé is coming,” I can hear the sarcasm in his voice. This fucker better be lucky he’s brother and I won’t kill him…though I would hurt him.

As I was contemplating on how I would indeed hurt his sorry ass he clears his throat.

“Does it hurt you at all that I’m with your mate?”

“No,”

I raised my eyebrow when Jasmine comes here. It's usually Tyson that comes to warn me to stay in my place.

“Does Tyson know you're here?” I asked, curious to why he sent Cato.

“I’m the king now I don’t need his permission to see my brother,” He replied.

That would be no.

“Why are you here? I know it’s not to warm me about Jasmine because you fucking no better to warn me about anything if you don’t want me to make that crown bleed,”

“I wanted to….I can’t ask dad,” He sighed.

I chuckled. “You’re a big boy now Cato. Figure it out on your own,”

“I know I’m big boy Dimitrius and I don’t need dad to fucking doing anything. As for figuring it out myself I’ve tried goddess have I tried it’s so hard I just…you’re the only one I know that has mate and can’t be with her,”Cato ranted, he’s really frustrated and desperate to ask me for his help the brother that he hates.

“You found your mate?”

“Yea,” He answered, falling back down on the couch.

“How do you do it? How do you stay away from her? The bond is strong, it's pulling and I feel like I’m going to break if I mate with her,” Cato said, he chuckled.

“I’m fucking screwed,”

Tell me about it I fucking hate this pull I have toward Jasmine and when she feeds from me fuck does it take everything I have not mark her but I know I can’t. And the way Jasmine looks at me makes me sick with guilt of not wanting her the way she does me.

“Tell Tyson you found his mate. He should understand that he was in the same boat when he was being forced to marry Caliana and he met Mia, his mate. He fought Mark like crazy once Mia got pregnant he had no choice he let Tyson be with Mia,”

“There’s no changing dads mind. If I tell him about my mate he will make me reject her and damn it all to hell she’s so beautiful I can’t do it I love her,”Cato said.

There’s where Cato made his mistake, he let his feelings get to his head he let himself fall in love with his mate knowing full well that Tyson would never let that be.

“Love is pathetic,”

Cato was silent, probably pondering on my statement no doubt.

“You don’t love Jasmine?” He asked.

“No,”

“But she’s your mate,” He murmured.

“Not by choice,” I muttered, grabbing another beer from the small cookie I have beside the couch.

I handed one to Cato.

“You’re going to need this,” He took the beer and popped the top. I love the sound of the fresh opened beer and even more so I love the bitter taste.

No taste compares to roses.

“Who’s your mate?”

I’m asking like I really give a shit but why not soak up his misery instead of my own.

“Ginger Desmond,”

Jasmine's best friend? Oh this is rich. Tysons is going to love this knowing Cato like I do no way he’s going to stay away from his mate. He's already head over heels in love with her and Tyson said I was the weak one.