All Chapters of My Ex's Brother: Forbidden desires : Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

KYMON'S POVI stare into the multicolored lights, watching as the hormonal teenagers play in the lake, empty bottles of Goddess knows what scattered at their feet.I don't peel my gaze off them until the motion of my car forces me to.For a while, I've wondered how life would have been without all these responsibilities and attacks. As much as I don't care about the lives those reckless dogs are living, I can't help but think it's better than the one I have.The car stops, and Lyriq steps out. He walks to the trunk, pulls out a dusty green duvet, then approaches a tree and crouches. It's sundown, so I can barely see clearly.I hear something like water flowing as Lyriq lifts Henry's dead body, wrapped in the duvet, which insects have already begun to hover around. The ungodly stench reaches me, making my nose twitch. Lyriq grimaces and looks away.Reaching into my pocket, I take out a cigarette and light it up. These days, it's the only thing that clears my head.The sooner I die, the

LYRA'S POVKymon is sitting by the left-hand side of Lila while Zade is sitting by her right.The dining table must be at least ten feet long, with twelve chairs on each side and two at the back and front. All the chairs are filled with familiar faces, some unfamiliar—except for the chair next to Zade.Zade has introduced me to most of his kind before. I never looked forward to knowing them because I wasn't sure they'd be excited to meet me, considering I am a commoner like most people in this Pack. But Zade made sure I met every one of his closest kin, and a part of me was happy—so sure he was doing it because he wanted to make me his Luna."Take your seat, Lyra," Lila says, staring up at me with a wince as I look at the empty chair, lost in my thoughts.I fidget as I snap out of my thoughts and walk to take my seat. I feel eyes roam over me, I hear whispers, stifled chuckles, and I can see them grimacing even though my gaze is fixed on the empty chair.I slide into the seat and star

LYRA'S POV I am surprised Zade is not shouting or banging at the door like a madman. His silence only makes my heart race. I look around at the bathroom, which is the size of my room back at home. I don't know if Zade lied to me about the capacity of his gifts or if they can simply do more, like create a mirage that allows him to walk through things. Stop overthinking, Lyra. I run my palms through my hair and sigh. Luckily, there is a nightgown here that doesn't look overly expensive and wouldn't cause me discomfort. The workers even had the bathroom decorated in red, rosy designs. I look at the counter—there are numerous cosmetics I have only been privileged to see on posters. I have trained myself not to envy things I know I would never be lucky to have. The silver mirror in front of me seems to have been forgotten by the workers. For some weird reason, it reminds me of who I am, and I know well enough that no royal title, no gift, can change the unfortunate person that I am.

LYRA'S POV"Why bother opening a shop when there's going to be no profit?" one of the guards accompanying me says with a disgusting chuckle, and the two other guards laugh humorously while Keeper huffs and rolls his eyes like he's the least excited to be accompanying me to my parents' place.My eyes trail to the fox tail drawn in the center of the guard's sleeve of tattoos. I look at the other guards, and they seem to have the same fox tail tattoo—which Keeper doesn't.They aren't from this pack.I look away when one of them, with a purple goatee and too many eyebrows for his own good, looks at me.I raise my brow and stare at my moving feet. Kymon, Zade, and many other Workers or Royals have tattoos I've seen before, but theirs are different from these guards'."Such a big mouth for a small body," one of them mutters, and I know he's referring to me.I clench my fists, and my eyes snap up to meet the back of his miserably shaved head. From the corner of my eye, I catch something that