All Chapters of Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

LiaWe were finally home.The twins woke up about a day after Colby and I were able to spend some quality time together. I was thrilled when they woke up, giving me a chance to hug them and tell them I loved them.They were a little confused, asking me why I was acting strange. Snorting, I gave them each a look. The two of them were so small but so mature for their age. Sometimes it was hard to wrap my mind around, but there was nothing I could do.This was how my twins were, and there was no denying it. I just had to try to be there for them as best I could.But right then, I wanted to focus on going home. The twins were able to easily create a portal, all of us stepping through. When we were finally back home, I stared at the house.How long had we been gone?It didn’t seem like any time had passed. I fished my phone out of my bag, having brought it with me. But it didn’t work while in another realm. It said that it was just a day after we had left.A day.We had only been gone a da

ColbyThe thing that had been on my mind was simple. I wanted to talk with the councils and see if I could convince them all to unite under one group rather than have separate communities.Look at every time we faced danger. It ended up throwing us into chaos and costing lives. The easiest thing to do would be for all of us to come together and ensure we could fight as one. Not fighting as one was going to fuck us over—almost more than we already were.We kept reacting. That was the problem. Always scrambling, always trying to fix things after they broke. There was never a plan, never a backup, just blood and magic and too many funerals. I was tired of seeing people I cared about get hurt because someone else didn’t pick up the damn phone when it mattered.Unity wasn’t just a dream. It was a necessity. A network, a shared strategy—hell, even just a regular meeting where people listened. We didn’t have to love each other, but we did have to survive together.And if that meant sitting d

LiaAfter spending the day together, I thought everything was going to be okay. Deciding I needed a break, I headed outside and went on the porch. I froze mid-step on the porch, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up like they’d been yanked. My skin prickled.Something was going on. I looked around, unable to believe what was happening. There was something out there. Something is the keyword here.Someone was watching. I couldn’t believe it.Why was someone watching?I narrowed my eyes, scanning the tree line. The porch light only reached so far, casting long shadows that danced with the breeze. Beyond that, it was just black.My pulse quickened. I wasn’t alone out here.“Show yourself,” I muttered, barely above a whisper.Nothing moved.The air felt heavy, thick with something I couldn’t name. Not magic. Not exactly. But wrong.I took a step forward, listening. The boards creaked beneath me, and that’s when I heard it—too soft for normal ears. A breath. Not mine.Quickly, I loo

RainThe days passed, but everything was mostly okay. Except right now, the twins were staring at each other again.That weird, unblinking, telepathic stare they do. Like they were having a full-blown conversation with zero words, just… intense twin telepathy and whatever eldritch vibes they run on.I was halfway through a bag of trail mix and pretending to ignore it, but then one of them—probably Rowan, or maybe it was Gemma, I still mess them up sometimes—tilted their head and said, in that calm-creepy way, “We dreamed about the fire again.”I groaned. “Oh, good. Can’t wait for this one.”“The fire was singing,” the other twin added, completely deadpan.“Like… Broadway musical singing? Or screaming, hellfire-type singing?”They didn’t answer. Classic. They just kept staring, even at me now. Fantastic.“And then the voice said,” Rowan murmured, voice dropping low like he was telling a ghost story, ‘I am coming.’”I dropped the trail mix.Fuck.That was a waste of trail mix. I loved t

ColbyWhen I got home, I found Lia on the porch. Lifting a brow I joined her because I was a little worried about what was going on it her mind. She seemed okay. Just lost in thought, which was why it didn’t sit right with me.Lia was never this deep in thought that she wasn’t aware of what was going on around in her life.I found her by the back porch, arms folded, gaze fixed on nothing. When Lia stares at nothing, it usually means her brain is sprinting.“You thinking,” I asked, “or plotting world domination again?”She didn’t smile. Not even a little.Okay. Serious mood.“We need to do some digging,” she said without turning. “That symbol Gemma and Rowan drew… It’s not just ancient. It’s specific. I need to cross-reference it. Probably pull-out texts they don’t even keep on the main floor.”“So,” I said carefully, “research mode?”“Archive mode,” she corrected. “I’m going to the Witch Archives.”I blinked. “That deep?”She finally looked at me. “I’ll probably be gone a few days. Ma