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Chapter 15 : The Betrayal
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My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 40 : Accepting Kaelen
The cold in Elara’s soul had become a permanent state. The news of Silas crowning Elena…accepting her…had been the final blizzard, freezing every last flicker of hope she ever had.Kaelen’s kindness began to feel not like a manipulation anymore but like the only source of strength to her.He didn’t blab about Silas’ choice; he only mentioned it once and that was all. Instead, he brought her a thick, woolen cloak, softer than anything she’d touched in months. “It helps give you warmth,” he said simply, his voice was gentle as he spoke like he had no ulterior motives. One day, it was a hot bath drawn in the small adjoining bathroom, scented with real pine needles. “You’ve been carrying the forest in your hair,” he murmured, leaving a clean towel and closing the door to give her privacy. The hot water on her skin was an almost forgotten pleasure, a physical comfort that soothed the body in a way her mind could no longer access.He began to eat with her, not like it was grand meals, but
My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 39 : The Unbreakable Chain
A day before the cermonyThe Alpha’s fury was a wildfire, but the Council was made of stone and ice. They did not come with guards or weapons. They came in a silent, grim procession of six elders, led by Torvin and Linnea, and filed into Silas’s study where he stood, still vibrating with the aftermath of his rage, the ghost of shattered moonstones in the air.He expected condemnation. He expected a fight. He was prepared for a fight.He was not prepared for what they delivered.Torvin did not speak of the broken circlet, or the blood on Elena’s brow. He spoke of grain yields again. And southern border tensions. And the Silvermane alliance hanging by a thread. He recited a list of pending decisions, logistical failures, and diplomatic slights—all direct results of the Alpha’s absence.“Your personal grief is understood, Silas,” Linnea said, her voice like a scalpel. “But it has become a luxury the pack can no longer afford you. You have vacated the throne in everything but name. Nature
My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 38 : Silas agreed
A day before the ceremony The news of the coronation did not come to Silas through formal channels. It seeped under his door like a poison gas, carried on the hushed, excited whispers of the maids, the uneasy muttering of the guards changing shift outside his chambers. The ceremony… the new circlet… the Luna’s speech…At first, it didn’t register. The words were just more noise in the static of his grief. Luna. His Luna was a stretching silence in the west. The title was hers. It was empty without her, a crown floating in a void.Then, the meaning solidified, cold and horrifying.Elena.They had crowned Elena.A low, unfamiliar sound began in his chest, a vibration that started in the ruined core of the mate bond and grew outward, rattling his bones. It wasn’t a growl. It was the prelude to one—the sound of tectonic plates grinding after a long, stagnant silence.He moved. For the first time in weeks, he moved with purpose. He did not bother with a tunic. He stalked from his rooms ba
My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 37 : Betrayal
The tray Kaelen brought that evening was more elegant than the usual food. It was a roasted fowl, with honey-glazed carrots, and a small goblet of spiced wine. He set it down with an air of ceremony, a faint, unreadable smile on his lips. He’d been in his caretaking mood for days and surprisingly he didn’t change the monstrous Kaelen she knew and was used to. He was all soft-spoken concern and just calm for a couple of days. But tonight, his eyes held a different glint that made Elara kinda suspicious that something was definitely up.“You should eat well,” he said, his voice smooth. “Today was a historic day for the pack. A day of… renewal for the pack,but I'm not for you.”Elara, who had been staring at the same page of a novel for an hour, slowly lifted her gaze, but yet she said nothing, all she did was stare. Engaging in this conversation was gonna be a risk, but the silence in the room had become its own kind of trap.“The ceremony was in the Spring Courtyard,” he continued, pou
My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 36 : She is the Luna
The Spring Courtyard, under a brittle winter sun, was a tableau of forced renewal. The ivy clinging to the stone walls was brown and skeletal. The “blooms” in the beds were tight, waxy buds forced in hothouses, their color too bright against the grey stone. The pack gathered in a murmuring, uncertain sea, their breath fogging the chilled air. They had come because it was an order, and because the deep, weary part of them longed for any sign of order at all.Elena stood in an antechamber, her reflection in a polished silver mirror a vision of calculated grace. The dove-gray cloak flowed from her shoulders like solidified mist. The new circlet of white gold and moonstones rested beside her, waiting. She looked every inch the Luna. She felt nothing but the cold, sharp focus of a gambler placing her final bet.A horn sounded, thin and clear in the cold air. The murmur outside died. It was time.She walked into the courtyard, flanked by two senior she-wolves of the council, not warriors. H
My Brother’s Fiancée is My Mate Chapter 35 : Silas chair is empty
The title of Elena being a Luna was a whisper in the stone corridors of every corner of the pack, but the ceremony would be a shout among them because it was gonna be spectacular. Elena understood all the differences that existed. The Council’s reluctant recognition was a legal formality; the crowning would be a psychological conquest. It would bring about her image as Luna into the pack’s mind, making any future reversal unthinkably messy. She moved with a serene, purposeful energy that had been absent since her arrival, and her focus was of course absolute.The preparations were her first test of power, and she wielded it with a surgeon’s precision.She had arranged the venue herself, bypassing the traditional, masculine gloom of the great hall. Instead, she chose the Spring Courtyard, an enclosed garden usually reserved for rare celebrations. It was open to the sky, symbolizing a new openness. It was filled with life, it had climbing ivy, dormant flower beds she ordered to be fille
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