All Chapters of Mated To My Step-brother And His Best friend: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

KYRIE.It was a two-hour drive. But, two hours my ass.I got there in just under ninety minutes, and that’s with the shitty roads and speed limits I ignored on purpose. My tires hissed against the gravel as I pulled up in front of a beat-up bungalow with a rusty-ass gate and a paint job that had clearly given up on life.The place looked like poverty had taken a seat and decided to stay.Cole was parked outside in his black SUV, hiding in plain sight as usual.The moment he saw me, he stepped out, adjusting his cuffs, and he walked up to me.“She’s in there?” I asked, sliding on my shades as I slammed my car door shut."Yes, she is," Cole replied."Let's go, then."Cole stared at me with a surprised expression."Just like that?" He asked, stunned.I cocked a brow. “You want to bring some drums and dancers? Maybe light a fucking bonfire while we’re at it?”He gave a half-nod and moved aside. Smart.We walked into the compound, and I swear, every step I took pissed me off more. This pla

SAINT.I've always been an asshole. That's not an insult... It's just accurate. When someone calls me one, I take it as a compliment. Hell, I wear it like a title.Now let me guess. Kyrie's over at Lanry Side, holed up with Irene, or, should I say Jessa? Already drawing lines in the sand, scheming how to keep her safe from me. Cute. If only he fucking knew.Look... Kyrie and I? Best of friends. Nothing had ever come between us. Not even women. Because we've shared them, traded them, passed them back and forth like drinks on a long night, no emotion attached.But Eve?Nah. That was different. That was the line neither of us could cross without burning the whole damn thing down. And I'm not in the mood for ash. So, I carefully looked for the best solution.Eve was mine to punish. She needed to pay for what she did. I don't give a damn that she's technically family now, all thanks to her whore of a mother, but it doesn't erase the fact that she crossed me. And that comes with consequence

EVE.This wasn't just punishment.This was psychological warfare.Living under the same roof with Alpha Saint was like sleeping in a bear trap. It was never going to work out for me.It's been two days now, and I haven't set eyes on him just yet. He hadn't even been home. And I can't begin to express how thankful I am for that. Because, honestly? That is the only thing keeping me sane.I mean... if I had to see him right now, or be in the same space as that hollow-eyed monster and pretend we were anything but a walking crime scene, I'd snap.The guards watched me like I was some kind of prisoner on parole. I couldn't breathe without them breathing louder.. Couldn't even piss without them waiting by the door like I might try to tunnel my way out through the toilet.I wasn't allowed out unless one of them followed me around like I was some VIP hostage.And maybe I was.My life was a mess. A very specific kind of mess. The kind you wake up to and wonder if maybe the Moon Goddess really d

KYRIE.I was about to walk the fuck out. I swear I was.But just before I could force myself to turn and leave, fate played its little joke.She spun around, and her body slammed into mine so hard she nearly bounced off.Her headphones slipped off with a smack, tumbling to the floor.Instincts didn't ask for permission because it moved before I did.I found myself holding her from falling. And the second my hands landed on her bare skin, everything went to hell.She was so fucking warm.Her skin hit my chest, and her breasts pressed into me for a split second too long. It felt so perfect, firm, and real. And I swear on everything, I forgot how to breathe.That tiny thong was still dangling from her hand like a goddamn flag of surrender.And her skin?Fucking velvet and utterly desirable.Was fate imposing this girl on me? It seemed the universe wanted me to fall for this temptress so badly.We froze, staring at each other like we were both too afraid to say a word.I was drowning in t

SAINT.I fucking hated that little whore with every inch of my being. That's the truth.I had punishments lined up for her like fucking chapters in a novel. This trip to the Blood Crescent pack? This was chapter one. We were barely scratching the surface.She was going to be bait for Nagel Vale, the sick bastard who couldn't resist anything that breathed with a cunt and a little fear in her eyes.Men like Nagel – the kind who couldn't keep their dicks in their pants – were easy and predictable. Flash them something soft with a slit between her legs, and they loose all sense of logic, like rabid dogs in heat.I hadn't caught him yet because I hadn't had the need to, until now. And now, this misson served two purposes – I'd get the son of a bitch off the map, and Eve would suffer while at it.Nagel was a walkover. My tactics were top-notch, and I always went prepared for any mission. So, instead of Karashi, Eve would be our bait.This was just the beginning of her misery.But tell me wh