All Chapters of Taming His Alpha Brother: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

There weren't many things Asher regretted. But if he had to guess, it would be the past two hours of his life. Maybe he should have been a little more patient. Maybe he should ask more questions before jumping into conclusions?Okay, those two meant the same thing.Whatever.Asher was too scared about Zane to think about it too much.He was driving like a demon from hell, away from the tracks which was still burning despite the rain that had started to fall a few thirty minutes ago. His knuckles shone like bright white bones as he whipped the steering wheel to the right and swerved his mclaren onto the wet hospital drive.Massive and grey, the WestCare hospital building looked like a prison as it backlit by the pitchblack, wailing sky. Zane was in there somewhere....maybe dying.His gut cramped in sick, demoralizing fear. Gods, it was his fault. It was all his fucking fault. If he had listened to Zane, maybe he wouldn't have driven off angrily and gotten into that accident. After Zan

A week laterAsher used to hate hospital rooms. He still did...especially because of how boring they were. So if someone told him he would willingly spend 24hours of his life every single day in one, when he didn't have a broken leg or something, well, he would have laughed in their face.Now Asher was sat by the hospital bed. His elbows were on his knees while his fingers loosely wrapped around a lax, warm hand. Every now and then, he brushed his thumb over the back of it, like maybe the motion would coax his eyes open.It didn't.Zane lay motionless as he had almost a week ago, his chest rising and falling in a very deep sleep. His stong jaw was dusted with dark stubble and bandages were wrapped around his torso and left side. His skin was very pale, even more than it usually was, but still impossibly beautiful. He looked like a marble carving.Powerful and strong even while unconscious.The surgery had been successful, everyone kept reminding Asher of that, but since that night, Z

Asher frowned at Liam, the confusion tightening his brows. “What do you mean Zane is lying to me? About what?”Liam tilted his head, and a calm knowing smile spread across his glossy lips. “Tell me, sweetheart… have you ever met your real father since Zane brought him to that pressed conference?”Asher went rigid and his fingers curled slightly on the table. That was a fucking weird question but it made him realize that in fact, he's never met his real father.So with narrowed eyes, he shook his head slowly. “No. What does that have to do with anything?”“It has everything to do with the fact Zane West is getting engaged,” Liam said.For a full heartbeat, Asher forgot how to breathe.“That’s—no.” He let out a disbelieving laugh. “No he’s not. He would’ve— that doesn’t even make sense.”Liam sighed as if he’d expected this reaction. He lifted his phone, scrolled for a few seconds then held it out in front of Asher's face.A short video played on the screen, showing a dimly lit ballroom

Why was everyone talking this way?Their words were garbled, like someone dragging words through thick water. It was muffled...too far away and too close at the same time. The voices churned around him, overlapping and bleeding into each other until they jumbled inside his skull causing his a damned headache.On one hand, he was curious to learn what was being said.On the other hand, he wanted to open his mouth and tell whoever the hell was talking to shut up. But his body felt… oddly heavy and hard to move. There was something cold touching his skin...or rather inside his skin...like a needle or something. And all the beeping noises were downright awful.The voices sharpened suddenly."...charles, I think his fingers just moved. Did you see...?”“What? Zane? Zane...”The panic in those very familiar voices tugged at him, almost like physical hands shaking him awake.His eyelids dragged open and bright white light stabbed him right in the pupils. A weak sound escaped him and he winc

Zane's entire world narrowed to the door in front of him. The wood felt like the largest obstacle he'd ever come across, and as Asher's scent poured through the cracks , it drove him even crazier. And the musty reek of the other alphas that polluted it, their aggressive and aroused pheromones clawed at his nostrils, making him clench his fist."What the fuck?" Ethan muttered behind him in a disbelieving voice. "Did Asher seriously ditch you at the hospital to go hook up with his ex and a bunch of random Alphas. If this is some kind of revenge sex, it's fucked u--"Zane whipped around so fast Ethan stumbled back a step. Rage exploded in Zane's chest, a black, boiling thing that drowned out the ache in his ribs and the pain of his stitches. His right hand shot out and he closed his fingers around Ethan's throat."What are...." Ethan's next words turned into a wheeze when Zane slammed him against the wall, actually cracking it. His eyes bulged and he tried to knock Zane's hand off but he