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Chapter Six
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Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Seven
Zane slid into the driverâs seat of his car, the leather groaning under his body as he tossed his bag onto the passenger seat. The hospital parking lot was mostly empty now.Fuck.His temples throbbed. Another sixteen-hour shift of stitching bodies that were almost far too gone, and furthering his research. All Zane wanted was to go home and crawl into bed until his body gave in to sleep. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, eyes heavy with fatigue.But as he keyed in the ignition, his phone buzzed from the glove compartment. Frowning, he reached for it, only to see it was an unknown number.He let it ring on because he hated answering calls from numbers he didnât recognize. They were either always spam or bad news calling him back to the O.R. He was about to click on the decline button when, on the last ring, something irrational pulled at him, and he answered.âDr. Zane on the line. Who am I speaking with?ââYour beloved brother, dickhead.â The voice was nasal, smug, and unfortunately
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-11Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter One
Was it possible for a hospital ward to smell like money? Well, this one did. It didnât reek of antiseptics, nor was it painted the usual drab white. Honestly, this looked more like a hotel penthouse, spritzed lightly with the kind of subtle-smelling cologne you couldnât pick up at any store but was made by some old man in a forgotten part of France who only took clients by invitation. And yes, that was the kind of place this hospital was, too. It was extremely private that just an hour-long consultation with a doctor could take months to be approved. This room, especially, was the most expensive private ward on the top floor in the Westcare hospital.And currently it was housing none other than Asher West, the grandchild of the hospitalâs founder.But he felt stranded in it, like a goddamn show dog with a broken leg.Asher lay on the bed, leg hoisted above him in a complicated mess of braces and thick white bandages, all because of that glorious wreck he made of his McLaren nights ago
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Liam choked and pulled off Asherâs cock with a gasp, his eyes widening as he saw the other Alpha at the door. He coughed thickly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as his face heated.Gods, he didnât mean to get caught, but he wasnât exactly bothered because he knew Asher had his back and would protect him from whatever fallout thatâd follow if Zane West snitched on him.Anyway, since they had been busted, Liam expected Asher to cover up, and so he tried to stand up, but Asherâs voice froze him halfway to standing. âDid I tell you to get up?â âAlphaâĶâ Liam breathed in a hesitant voice, glancing towards Zane again, but Asherâs fingers interrupted him, closing around his neck and making him drop back to his knees. His hand trembled as he crawled back between Asherâs spread thighs. Rubbing his thumb over the head of his cock when he met Liamâs watery eyes, Asher growled. âSuck.â The omegaâs throat bobbed in a nervous swallow.But he obeyed.Of course, he obeyed.Liamâs mouth s
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-17Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Three
Zane West didnât slam the door when Asher told him to get out. He simply closed it, as quietly as a breath, but rather than one would have assumed, there wasnât the sound of steps retreating down the hall. That only meant one thing: Zane wasnât going anywhere.His white coat fitted perfectly around his broad shoulders as he stayed behind the door to the penthouse hospital ward, hellbent on waiting to do his job, but he didnât expect to catch drifts of the conversation between his half-brother and his cockslut.A wry smile twisted the corners of Zaneâs lip as Liamâs conspiratorial whispers floated past the wood into his ears.â...Is he your fatherâs illegitimate son?â That was distinctly the Omegaâs voice.Asherâs drawl soon came after. âOh yes. Heâs my fatherâs bastardâĶ.âThat was the last sentence Zane caught because his mind instantly zeroed in on that one word.Bastard.Lids lowering, he leaned the back of his head against the cool wall next to the door. The first time he heard th
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-04-11Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Four
Asher didnât look up right away. He was lounging on the bed now, the white bandage covering the broad expanse of his chest obvious under the thin blue hospital gown he was wearing. Wordlessly, Zane moved toward the cabinet in the corner and began taking out the necessary things needed for the cleanup. Gauze. Saline. Scissors. Then he snapped on a new pair of blue rubber gloves, turning around to approach Asher, who now had his sneering eyes laser-focused on Zane. âI thought I told you to leave, cockroach.â His voice was lazy despite the obvious contempt in his gaze, and Zane mentally cringed at the sight. For an alpha, Asher did a shitty job of controlling or masking his emotions. He was almost like a teenage boy with how volatile he was, making it so easy for anyone to read his thoughts. Well, what did Zane expect from a spoiled brat raised with a silver spoon shoved so deep down his throat it peeked out from his ass? Asher has lived his entire life with the knowledge that the wo
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Zane soon stepped into the elevator.He reached for the panel and pressed a sequence of numbers to the floor he was headed. The soft chime of the elevator sealed him inside, and he exhaled slowly, letting his personality as Doctor Zane West settle back over him like a second skin.A doctor should not look so pleased after restitching a patient without anesthesia.So he wiped off every trace of his satisfaction from his face and molded himself back into the version of Zane West that everyone expected. The brilliant, unshakable intern surgeon scientist whom everyone already treated like a head consultant.A few seconds later, the elevator doors opened to the Westcare surgical wing. Zane moved through the nurses and interns who greeted him, keeping his responses clipped and professional. After answering an intern who asked him about the reports of a Cardiac patient, Zane crossed into the research wing, which was filled with glass-walled labs and security cameras.He didnât stop walking
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Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Seven
Zane slid into the driverâs seat of his car, the leather groaning under his body as he tossed his bag onto the passenger seat. The hospital parking lot was mostly empty now.Fuck.His temples throbbed. Another sixteen-hour shift of stitching bodies that were almost far too gone, and furthering his research. All Zane wanted was to go home and crawl into bed until his body gave in to sleep. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, eyes heavy with fatigue.But as he keyed in the ignition, his phone buzzed from the glove compartment. Frowning, he reached for it, only to see it was an unknown number.He let it ring on because he hated answering calls from numbers he didnât recognize. They were either always spam or bad news calling him back to the O.R. He was about to click on the decline button when, on the last ring, something irrational pulled at him, and he answered.âDr. Zane on the line. Who am I speaking with?ââYour beloved brother, dickhead.â The voice was nasal, smug, and unfortunately
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Six
Forced celibacy, a hand of nurses, two infuriating group physio sessions, and seven days later, Asher finally got the green light to leave WestCare hospital. The doctors deemed him healed and strong enough to be discharged. Not that Asher was celebrating.The only good thing about all of this was that he was out of that disgusting, scratchy hospital gown, now changed into a bespoke black shirt and three-quarter pants. Why did the area around his stitches itch so much? He was literally tempted to claw at them to bring that immediate relief thatâd be tempered by agony soon after. Because there was no way in the world he would allow anyone to restitch him again, especially after that day. Okay, he refused to rehash his humiliation with that bastard. The point still stood that Asher had to tough through the itchy sensation around his stitches, so he didnât mess with them and risk a restitch.He should have left by now, but the beta nurse with the chipper voice and too much eyeliner told
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Five
Zane soon stepped into the elevator.He reached for the panel and pressed a sequence of numbers to the floor he was headed. The soft chime of the elevator sealed him inside, and he exhaled slowly, letting his personality as Doctor Zane West settle back over him like a second skin.A doctor should not look so pleased after restitching a patient without anesthesia.So he wiped off every trace of his satisfaction from his face and molded himself back into the version of Zane West that everyone expected. The brilliant, unshakable intern surgeon scientist whom everyone already treated like a head consultant.A few seconds later, the elevator doors opened to the Westcare surgical wing. Zane moved through the nurses and interns who greeted him, keeping his responses clipped and professional. After answering an intern who asked him about the reports of a Cardiac patient, Zane crossed into the research wing, which was filled with glass-walled labs and security cameras.He didnât stop walking
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Four
Asher didnât look up right away. He was lounging on the bed now, the white bandage covering the broad expanse of his chest obvious under the thin blue hospital gown he was wearing. Wordlessly, Zane moved toward the cabinet in the corner and began taking out the necessary things needed for the cleanup. Gauze. Saline. Scissors. Then he snapped on a new pair of blue rubber gloves, turning around to approach Asher, who now had his sneering eyes laser-focused on Zane. âI thought I told you to leave, cockroach.â His voice was lazy despite the obvious contempt in his gaze, and Zane mentally cringed at the sight. For an alpha, Asher did a shitty job of controlling or masking his emotions. He was almost like a teenage boy with how volatile he was, making it so easy for anyone to read his thoughts. Well, what did Zane expect from a spoiled brat raised with a silver spoon shoved so deep down his throat it peeked out from his ass? Asher has lived his entire life with the knowledge that the wo
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Three
Zane West didnât slam the door when Asher told him to get out. He simply closed it, as quietly as a breath, but rather than one would have assumed, there wasnât the sound of steps retreating down the hall. That only meant one thing: Zane wasnât going anywhere.His white coat fitted perfectly around his broad shoulders as he stayed behind the door to the penthouse hospital ward, hellbent on waiting to do his job, but he didnât expect to catch drifts of the conversation between his half-brother and his cockslut.A wry smile twisted the corners of Zaneâs lip as Liamâs conspiratorial whispers floated past the wood into his ears.â...Is he your fatherâs illegitimate son?â That was distinctly the Omegaâs voice.Asherâs drawl soon came after. âOh yes. Heâs my fatherâs bastardâĶ.âThat was the last sentence Zane caught because his mind instantly zeroed in on that one word.Bastard.Lids lowering, he leaned the back of his head against the cool wall next to the door. The first time he heard th
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter Two
Liam choked and pulled off Asherâs cock with a gasp, his eyes widening as he saw the other Alpha at the door. He coughed thickly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as his face heated.Gods, he didnât mean to get caught, but he wasnât exactly bothered because he knew Asher had his back and would protect him from whatever fallout thatâd follow if Zane West snitched on him.Anyway, since they had been busted, Liam expected Asher to cover up, and so he tried to stand up, but Asherâs voice froze him halfway to standing. âDid I tell you to get up?â âAlphaâĶâ Liam breathed in a hesitant voice, glancing towards Zane again, but Asherâs fingers interrupted him, closing around his neck and making him drop back to his knees. His hand trembled as he crawled back between Asherâs spread thighs. Rubbing his thumb over the head of his cock when he met Liamâs watery eyes, Asher growled. âSuck.â The omegaâs throat bobbed in a nervous swallow.But he obeyed.Of course, he obeyed.Liamâs mouth s
Taming His Alpha Brother   Chapter One
Was it possible for a hospital ward to smell like money? Well, this one did. It didnât reek of antiseptics, nor was it painted the usual drab white. Honestly, this looked more like a hotel penthouse, spritzed lightly with the kind of subtle-smelling cologne you couldnât pick up at any store but was made by some old man in a forgotten part of France who only took clients by invitation. And yes, that was the kind of place this hospital was, too. It was extremely private that just an hour-long consultation with a doctor could take months to be approved. This room, especially, was the most expensive private ward on the top floor in the Westcare hospital.And currently it was housing none other than Asher West, the grandchild of the hospitalâs founder.But he felt stranded in it, like a goddamn show dog with a broken leg.Asher lay on the bed, leg hoisted above him in a complicated mess of braces and thick white bandages, all because of that glorious wreck he made of his McLaren nights ago
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