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Chapter 60: Brothers

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 01:51:40

Third Person POV

Brynne stepped out of Calla’s room and closed the door with a soft click.

He stood in the hallway for a second, eyes closed, licking his lips slowly. The taste of her was still on his tongue … sweet, wild, addictive.

A low, satisfied chuckle escaped him. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, savoring the lingering flavor before he headed downstairs.

He found Blade in his own room, pacing like a caged wolf. The older twin’s broad shoulders were tense, fists clenche
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  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 60: Brothers

    Third Person POV Brynne stepped out of Calla’s room and closed the door with a soft click. He stood in the hallway for a second, eyes closed, licking his lips slowly. The taste of her was still on his tongue … sweet, wild, addictive. A low, satisfied chuckle escaped him. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, savoring the lingering flavor before he headed downstairs.He found Blade in his own room, pacing like a caged wolf. The older twin’s broad shoulders were tense, fists clenched at his sides. The air in the room felt thick, heavy with unspoken rage and frustration.Brynne leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching his brother with calm blue eyes.“Brother,” he said lightly, “why are we even doing this stupid trial? You claim to hate her, yet this is the first time I’ve seen you swallowing your urges so hard. Don’t test me, brother. I’m doing this trial for fun, and I would rather kill myself than desire that dirty breeder. She is bound to fail, and once she

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 59: The Kiss That Broke Her

    Third Person POV Calla ran upstairs, her bare feet slapping against the wooden steps. Her heart hammered so loudly she could hear it in her ears. She burst into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her, leaning against it as if that could keep the world out.What the fuck just happened?She paced up and down the small room, hands shaking. Her lips still tingled from Blade’s kiss. The rough press of his mouth, the way his hand had gripped the back of her neck, the heat that had exploded between them … it had cut straight through every defense she had built.They had had sex so many times in the past. Cold, emotionless encounters where she had felt almost nothing. Just duty. Just survival. But that short, angry kiss downstairs had shattered everything. It had reached places inside her she didn’t know were still alive.She didn’t know how to handle what she was feeling.Anger. Desire. Confusion. A deep, aching want that made her thighs press together. The mate pull was roaring now

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 58: The Blizzard and the Kiss

    Third Person POV Calla turned restlessly in the bed, the thick blankets twisted around her legs. Sleep had been light and broken. The dream from earlier still lingered at the edges of her mind, making her body feel too warm under the covers. She shifted again, trying to find a comfortable position.Then the blizzard outside woke her fully.A fierce gust of wind slammed against the cabin walls, rattling the windows. The howl was loud and angry, like a living thing trying to get inside. Snow whipped against the glass in violent bursts. The temperature in the room dropped noticeably.Calla shuddered, a small chill running down her spine. She sat up, rubbing her arms. The fire in the main room must have died down. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked to the window. The glass was frosted over. Outside, the world was a white blur. Visibility was almost zero. The blizzard had arrived in full force.She reached up to close the window more tightly, pulling the latch shut.

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 57: Restless

    Third Person POV Blade turned restlessly in his large bed, the sheets tangled around his hips. His long, elegant leg moved back, kicking the blanket off. The room was dark, lit only by the faint glow of the moon filtering through the heavy curtains. He had bathed three times already tonight, each one colder than the last, but the heat in his blood refused to die.His mind was stuck upstairs.The traitor.The woman who had taken his only heir and disappeared for years. The one he couldn’t wait to punish.He covered his face with both hands, pressing his palms hard against his eyes. But the images came anyway. Calla’s long legs wrapped around him. Her slim stomach arching under his touch. The way her long curly brown hair would spill across the pillow if he pinned her down.He gulped, his throat was dry.“I want to touch her,” he whispered into the darkness, voice rough and broken. “I really want to touch her.”A low whine escaped his chest. He hated the sound. Hated how weak it mad

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 56: The Potato Incident

    Third Person POV Blade looked offended. “Not everything.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a potato chunk wrapped in cloth. “I saved this.”Calla gasped. “That was meant for me!”He held it out like a peace offering. “I am generous by nature.”She snatched it, then threw it straight back at his chest.Blade caught it easily, looking almost pleased with himself. “Your aim is improving.”Calla groaned and dragged both hands down her face. The thick fur coat suddenly felt even heavier in the warm cabin. She was sweating, frustrated, and completely done with both of them.“Enough,” she muttered under her breath.She huffed loudly, turned on her heel, and walked angrily toward the hallway that led to the bedrooms. Her steps were heavy. The oversized fur coat swished around her legs like a ridiculous cape. She could feel their eyes on her back … Blade’s stormy stare and Brynne’s amused gaze … but she refused to look back.She started up the wooden stairs, still fuming. “Idiots. B

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 55: Dinner and Defiance

    Third Person POV That evening, Calla sat on the edge of her bed for a long time. The cabin was quiet except for the occasional crackle from the fireplace in the main room. She had been staring at the wall, repeating the same thoughts over and over.I cannot hide in this room for three whole days. I have to create a bond. The trial is about connection, not just survival. I have to face them. I have to be smart.She stood up, took a deep breath, and decided to go and get something to eat. She was really hungry, and the thought of hiding like a scared rabbit made her angry at herself.She walked to the wardrobe. The cabin was surprisingly warm from the fire, almost too warm. Her eyes landed on a pair of soft, short cotton shorts and a light top. Perfect for the heat. She reached for them, then paused.No.The image of Blade and Brynne flashed in her mind … their hungry eyes, the way they looked at her like she was something to devour. They were nothing but perverts when it came to

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER     Chapter 14: Hate

    Calla’s POVAdele went down for her afternoon nap without a fight.That alone told me how exhausted she still was. Under normal circumstances, getting my daughter to sleep in the middle of the day was a negotiation that could stretch anywhere between twenty minutes and an eternity. Today she had

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 13: Safe

    Calla’s POVThe safe house was a narrow brownstone on a quiet street that didn’t appear on any map Tyson had ever shown anyone.That was what he told me as he pushed open the front door and stepped aside to let me through. I didn’t ask how he knew that. I didn’t ask much of anything. I was running

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER     Chapter 12: Tyson Lockwood

    Calla’s POVI ran.The shadow touched my feet and my body made the decision before my mind caught up and I burst out from between the vans and sprinted for the loading dock with everything I had left.I almost made it.A hand closed around my arm from behind … an iron grip, brutal and sudden, yanki

  • RECLAIMING THEIR EX-BREEDER    Chapter 11: Escape II

    Calla’s POVThe cab rolled to a stop at the edge of Central Station and I had the door open before the wheels had fully settled.“Thank you,” I told the driver.He didn’t respond. His eyes were already back on the road, his radio already being switched to a different station. Whether that was guilt

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