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Chapter nine: Lines and labels
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2025-08-01 07:49:43The first time they held hands in public, it was accidental—or at least, that’s what Brian told himself.
They were walking through the park near the edge of town. The sun was setting, casting everything in shades of gold and rose. It was supposed to be a quiet walk, just the two of them, away from school, their parents, and all the weight of being fated mates. Brian brushed against Alex’s hand as they walked. Once. Then again. On the third time, Alex just took it. No words. No looks. Just fingers intertwining like it had always been that way. The peaceful moment lasted exactly ten minutes. A group of alphas from school—two seniors and a loud-mouthed beta—walked past on the path. One of them, Marcus, stopped mid-step and turned. “Well, well,” he said, eyes flicking down to their hands. “Didn’t think Carter the Alpha would stoop to cuddling with his omega stepbrother.” Brian’s grip on Alex’s hand tightened. Alex kept walking. Marcus wasn’t done. “What’s next? Matching collars? Are you gonna have him beg in the hallway?” Brian turned. Slowly. His jaw clenched. “Say that again,” he said, voice low. The other boys laughed nervously. Marcus looked smug. “I said—” He didn’t get to finish. Brian had him pinned against a tree before the sentence left his mouth. One hand against Marcus’s chest, not hurting him—yet—but firm enough to make the beta’s breath hitch. “You open your mouth about him again,” Brian growled, “and I’ll show you just how much restraint I’ve been using.” Alex touched Brian’s shoulder. “It’s not worth it.” Brian didn’t move. “Brian,” Alex repeated, softer this time. “Let’s go.” Brian stepped back reluctantly. Marcus swallowed hard and practically ran after his friends. As they continued their walk in silence, Brian muttered, “I should’ve hit him.” “No,” Alex said quietly. “You did enough.” “I hate that people look at us and see something wrong.” Alex exhaled slowly. “You think I don’t hear the whispers? I do. But we knew this wasn’t going to be easy.” Brian finally looked at him. “Are you ashamed of it?” Alex stopped. Turned. “I’m not ashamed of you,” he said. “I’m just tired of having to explain what we are.” “Then don’t,” Brian said. “Let them wonder. Let them talk. You don’t owe them anything.” Back at home, Rachel found them curled on the living room couch, Alex resting against Brian’s shoulder. She watched them for a moment, heart caught between worry and love. Later that night, she spoke to Daniel in their room. “The pack is going to say things. Spread things.” Daniel nodded. “Then we deal with it. Together. Like they are.” Because love didn’t fit into neat boxes. It didn’t care about last names, or roles, or what people thought was right. And Alex and Brian? They were done letting the world define them.
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MY BROTHER IS MY MATE Chapter twenty-seven:The final eclipse
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MY BROTHER IS MY MATE Chapter twenty-four:Moonblood revealed
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