All Chapters of Oh My Goddess! I Woke Up Mated To My Obsessive Alpha Brother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“How’s our birthday girl doing?” the doctor asks, flipping through my chart with that polite, practiced smile. “I’m… fine,” I murmur, though my heart is doing backflips. “You’re lucky, young lady,” he continues, glancing at me. “First, you healed incredibly fast. Your wolf’s energy is remarkable. Second… Thanks to your brother here. He performed the blood ritual that brought you back after the crash.” Mother gasps, turning sharply toward Brother. “You did that?” she demands, eyes wide, and he nods, meeting my eyes. My chest tightens at that silent connection. “Yes,” the doctor confirms, glancing at Cassian briefly before focusing back on his notes. “I’ll run one last check, and then she’ll be ready to go home.” “That's great news.” Mom beams. The doctor starts examining me. Mom and Dad step aside and speak with Cassian, their voices low and private. And me? I can’t stop stealing glances at him. Maybe it’s the mate bond tugging at my senses, or maybe I’m just crazy. And the mor

“Angel.” I almost jumped at Brother’s voice inside my head. My heart gives a little kick. My gaze moves to him leaning casually against the car; dark eyes lock on me with the kind of focus that steals air. My brows knit, the expression ‘Why did you just call me?’ plastered on my face. However, he only holds my gaze for a few torturous seconds, then looks away like nothing happened. Typical. Drop a bomb and act like it was weather talk. Nanny Ruth's warm voice echoes as the door swings open. Her gray hair is tucked under a scarf, her apron still dusted with flour. “Oh, my little girl!” she exclaims, her voice breaking with emotion. “I’m so glad you’re okay. I was worried sick! Yet I couldn't come to the central city…” “I know,” I interrupt softly, squeezing her hand. I know exactly why she didn’t come. Shifters who weren't affected by the plague avoid the Lycan King’s city like it’s cursed, following his ongoing hunt for shifters immune to the plague for his experiments to help

Cassian: ~~~ I’m still burning when I step out of Angela’s room. As disappointed as I am at her for kicking me out after responding to my kiss like she craved me to, I know I couldn't have stayed any longer, because I was on the verge of losing it; the need to just reach out and rip her clothes and claim what’s mine was overwhelming, but something—restraint, respect, guilt, whatever the hell it is—holds me back. Now every breath feels thick, like smoke from a fire I started and can’t put out. Her scent clings to me—wild rose, faint coffee, and that spark that only my mate could carry. My lips still tingle from the taste of her, my heart pounding from the echo of her silence. She still didn’t say a word after I told her she was mine. Not one damn word. And that silence… It's fucking starting to haunt me. I take the stairs slowly, one heavy step at a time, forcing myself to breathe, to think, to anchor. But the second I reach the bottom, I'm hit by the smell of fresh flowers, th

Angela:~~~I walked into the bathroom and prepared a hot bath and went to stand in front of the mirror.Slowly, I strip naked, as I let my fingers glide over every inch of my body, tracing the swell of my breasts, the dip of my waist, and the curve of my hips, and my breath shudders out as my mind drifts, corrupted and wicked.I can’t help imagining Brother behind me, his predatory gaze locking with mine through the mirror, his hands roaming my curves as though they already own me.“Cassian…” I moan softly, shivering when he pinches my nipples.“Angel… Why do you keep pushing me away? What do you want me to do with you before you accept you're mine?” His voice is hoarse, low, and laced with hunger as he teases my earlobes with his wet tongue.I gasp, throwing my head back against his firm chest, my fingers gripping firmly onto the edge of the sink as heat curls low in my stomach.“Tell me, Angel,” he murmurs, rough and demanding.“Because of… everything. Because you’re my big brother

I spent twenty minutes in my closet searching for the one dress my mom bought me months ago.It's a red, mid-thigh jumpsuit with long sleeves and a low back covered with lace and tiny gemstones that glimmered like sin. Back then, I’d tossed it aside, calling it too revealing.But tonight, I want to wear it.Tonight, I want to stop being the quiet, careful girl behind the glasses.I want to shed that skin and become someone bolder—someone who makes people stare.A huge part of me wants to see Cassian’s face when he does.Even my wolf, Silver, hums her approval.“There you are,” I whisper, holding the dress against me. “Perfect.”I slip the dress on, matching it with shiny beige heels with jewelry. I style my hair, apply light makeup, and then a final stroke of bright red lipstick, and goddess, the girl in the mirror takes my breath away.I look different. Dangerous.I look like someone who could make any man drop to his knees.….When I step out, Brandon’s eyes darken instantly. He lea