Her Brutal Alpha novel Chapter 68

"So, they don't need to mark each other or mate?" My father enquired, confused.

Blaine's head swirled to my dad within a second, giving him a deadly look. "We are not talking about that. My daughter isn't even here yet - we are not talking about mating. My daughter will not be doing that."

I attempted to hold in my laugh but I couldn't help stop it from escaping my mouth.

"To answer your question," Peirce began. "They won't get the uncontrollable urge to mark or mate until they're sixteen. Although they do get all the other symptoms of finding their mate except they are unable to feel each other's emotions."

Blaine glared at Pierce, a growl rumbled from deep in his chest as he was suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of jealously and protectiveness. "So, there's no separating them?"

I turned towards him, placing my hand over his, "You can't separate mates Blaine, you know this." I answered him, giving him a pointed look.

He frowned, his body began shaking, and he was still clenching his teeth. "How can a four year old claim his mate before she's even born. I haven't even held my daughter yet," He huffed angrily.

"This is going to be very testing," My father agreed, nodding his head.

"It won't be, because it's not happening." Blaine replied, his tone tight. His hands turning white from how tight he was clenching his fists against the table.

I looked at my mate, slightly disgusted with his words. "No Blaine, it is happening."

He briefly looked at me before he directed his gaze to Peirce. "Your son will stay away from my daughter until she's at least sixteen."

"Blaine," I narrowed my eyes on him. "You don't get to dictate in this situation. He's part of our daughter's life now, and that's the end of the conversation." I was gritting my teeth, I was infuriated by his behaviour.

"He's too old for her," He began but Peirce butted in. "He's just over four years old Blaine, he's not forty."

His words coming out sarcastic, and he included an eye roll.

Before Blaine could lose his shit, I grabbed him once again, directing his attention back to me. "You're older than me Blaine. Plus you heard Peirce, they won't have the urge to mark or mate until they are both sixteen."

"You can't separate them now, it would be like you being separated from Kennedy." Ava added. "It's a difficult situation for both families, our pups will struggle to be apart meaning that we will probably have to come to an arrangement." She looked at me with a small smile.