All Chapters of Mated to my Brother's First Love: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"What the hell is going on?" I could not help but ask myself. "What's going on is that your parents were supposed to visit our son on his mating night. But you leave us with no choice, Ethan." I glanced at them from head to toe. They all looked like my parents from head to toe since the last I saw their coffins being buried in the ground. Enough reason that even a fool would barely believe in their lies. My wolf and I agreed that there was no spell that can ascend someone from the land of the dead. "You can fool my brother and everyone in this place but you can't deceive my werewolf eyes and instinct." I said back. "there is no way you are our real parents, so better show your true faces... Witches!" To my surprise, the two of them burst out laughing. The woman snapped her fingers and a new phenomenon emerged. All the birds flying from the sky also dropped to the ground. Not even a single sound coming from their beaks or caused by the fall was produced ei

"Mark, I forgot something in my dorm. Could you cover for me for a few minutes? I'll be back later." I clapped his shoulder and immediately evacuated the place. Penelope was about to follow me to the building but Mark grabbed her hands and wagged his head sideways. As soon as I reached the nearest men's toilet room, even my wolf could not stop the tears from dripping down my cheeks like an open faucet. The truth was, every fiber of my muscles was in high spirits when Penelope finally introduced me as her boyfriend in front of her friends. And even in front of Mark. No distance that can measure my happiness from a few seconds ago. I have been so proud of myself that despite our age gaps. Penelope still accepts me with open hands. Perhaps my wolf could no longer find someone like her in the entire universe. However, my deal with the witches forbids me to be with the woman I love and treasure the most. And staying away from Penelope as far as possible, even if it wa

Following my confession of stark reality, no sooner had our hushed whispers and teary-eyed confidences faded to a close, Aiden, Penelope, and I quietly parted ways. Perfectly aligned twines of destiny abruptly severed, and our paths diverged in the eerie semidarkness of late evening. While Aiden's silhouette melted into the dimly lit corridors of our separate dormitory while Penelope's car roared to life, whisking her away into the mist enveloped roads, I stood alone under the dying, fluorescent street light. With the last rusty screech of Penelope's ancient Ford receding in the distance, my tentative steps led me back to the ghostly silence of my dorm room. Depositing my weary body on the worn-out armchair, I found myself impulsively reaching for the witch's book - an enigmatic link to our tangled past and an uncertain future. It lay forsaken on the corner desk, bathed in the yellow warmth of the desk lamp, an instrument harboring potent knowledge - knowledge

On our way to the nearest elevator, Mark's phone suddenly rang. He pulled it from his pocket and scanned the screen for a few seconds. "Change of place," he uttered and set the phone back in his pocket. "That was Alpha Ezekiel. He's waiting for you at the restaurant." We hopped out of the elevator and went back to the parking lot where a black BMW car waited for us. As far as I could remember, it was the same car Ezekiel kept on using in and out of the school. "Are you sure about using Ezekiel's car?" I hesitated to hop in but I was already left with no choice when Mark occupied the driver's seat and even put on his seatbelt already. "I mean, what if we meet an accident in the middle of our journey and scratch his car? I don't have a single cent in my account right now." To my surprise, Mark scoffed but in a good way, reminding me of the old time we shared when we were still best friends. Good memories flickered in my mind at the moment while looking at him. I also

"We'll make sure my plan will not fail, Aiden." I tried to remain calm as much as possible. "Even if I have to sacrifice my wolf for your and Penelope's survival. Anyway, do you still have the gold that I gave you?" Aiden hopped out of the bed and slide to his wooden drawer. "Yeah, I still have it with me, Brother Ethan. I am still feeling hesitant to sell this. What if it's fake?" "Appraise the gold first before selling it." I provided him with a good suggestion. "Let them check the quality of the gold if it's fake or not. Once proven its authenticity, it's up to you if you are going to sell it or not. It's for your future, Aiden." "What's the point of having a future if not without you, Brother Ethan." Aiden's statement somehow itches my heart. "We may have a few misunderstandings recently, but you will always be a family to me. No magic spells can change that." Aiden and I could not help but burst out laughing after realizing our conversation has started to beco