Mated To My Lycan Stepbrothers

Chapter One

SIERRA“Haven’t you had enough?” I raised my eyebrows at the slightly drunk man standing in front of the bar with a crooked smile on his face. “Serve the man drinks, Sierra, don't control how much he's had!” my boss barked at me. I rolled my eyes as I turned to the man with his leering smile. “What kind of drink do you want now?” I asked him. “Your famous special, love,” he drawled in a raspy breath. I shuddered at his pathetic attempt to sound sexy when he was just an old drunk. The fact that many werewolves including Alphas always come to this bar to be secretly entertained leaving their mates at home made me feel disgusted. I've never been a fan of fated mates mostly due to how I grew up and the way my father, who was my mother’s mate, treated us. But coming to this town and picking up a shift here which was mostly night shifts, I was beside myself with horror. These men had no value for their mates, all they wanted was a strong female wolf who could give them healthy pups