"How are you doing today, PJ?" An all to familiar voice asked making me look up to see my eldest brother, Jericho, who is covered in tattoos, standing at my door with his arms crossed over his chest and a raised brow making me shrug"I've had better days," I muttered as I looked back to my homework and saw him take a seat on my bed "Have you been having those dreams or whatever the hell they are again?" He questioned. It's no surprise how angry he is and worried. I after all was his baby brother. Every one in the pack knew about the recurring dreams of Ryder sleeping around and weren't very happy about it. They had even threatened him that if he ever came back, that they wouldn't hesitate to attack him even if meant going into war with his pack. It's been a little over three weeks since I had a dream of him sleeping around. I don't wake up in the middle of the night screaming as my chest burned, I didn't have to pray and hope that he would be considerate about our bond. I haven't fel
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