Chapter 280

~CARTER~

When I pulled up to the house, I noticed that all the cars were already there. It meant that I was the last one to return home.

I take a deep breath before facing my brothers. When I push the door open, I’m hit with the scent of my mother cooking in the kitchen. Her meals are what brought us together every night. No matter where we were, we came home in time to enjoy the dinner that she made.

Our family portrait was laid proudly on the wall. One of the largest portraits I’d ever seen. It was the first thing every guest saw when they entered our mansion. It was our parent’s pride and joy.

Almost everyone who entered our home stopped and stared at the portrait before moving forward. For me, I’d gotten used to that picture by now.

I walked down the hallway and made a second left; I found my mother exactly where I knew she would be.

“You’re late.” She scolds me. “Your brothers have been singing this in my head for the past hour. Where have you been?”

Dropping Clara’s sister home. I don’t say those words out loud. I knew my mother would have plenty to say about that.

“At a party.” It was only partly true.

She sighs, “When will you start getting serious about your life, Carter?”

It wouldn’t be a typical day if my mother didn’t remind me of my poor decisions. I lean over the counter and kiss her on her cheek. It always worked.

She smiles, “They’re waiting on you. After one game, I want everyone inside for dinner.”

ten acres of land for our leisure, we had a combination of a basketball court, a tennis court, pools, and all you could

court was first, right next to

Alaric growled the second he

to me, and

asked you to wait.” I retort. “Now get the f**k out of

asks as she shoves my chest. “What are you going to do about

than a few seconds to

He shouted to alert my other brothers that I was finally

all came running out of the house like a bunch of lunatics. I expected them to be out here waiting with Alaric, but they all anticipated that I would be late and waited indoors

of the nine of us and the biggest pain in my ass. We were very competitive about many things; basketball got us the most riled

shouts. He’s three years older than me and the

At any sport, whether it be

Ares shouts. He was always thinking about his stomach. Ares was the fourth, and he was nineteen

to read her book on the porch. She’s the calmest amongst us and, unfortunately

gets everything she wants, and no one can hurt her unless they want her eight brothers to beat the s**t out of

as he joins in on the game with the rest

“I want to read out

and I give each other a look we always do when Violet uses her charm on our older brother. He never says no to her and treats her like the princess that

up and head inside. Mom’s making some honey-glazed

of his fifteen-year-old sister.

inside with the rest of my brothers, and we all take our seats assigned to

looks so good, Mom,” I tell her as she

you, Carter,” she smiles. “And where is Violet? Why isn’t

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