All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Debra didn't notice any change in my scent, nor did the omega classmates I asked. However, the alphas were giving me curious stares whenever our paths crossed. I would have been freaking self-conscious if Jay said the smell was bad. Knowing it was good, I just held my head high and ignored them. Seems only the Alphas were the ones who could perceive the change in my pheromones. Debra said I might have undergone a change in pheromones — Not like we have had anyone experience that before, well, none that were recorded. I had to agree, as that was the only plausible explanation I had. “Darling, dinner is ready!” Dad called out from downstairs, and I closed the novel I was reading, placed the book neatly on my bedside table, and raced out of my room. I was famished. I skipped lunch because of the drama preparation, and I was too tired to drive to a café for a late lunch. “Whoa, be careful!” Dad looked terrified as I slid down the handrail. It had been years since I last did it, and he

The sound of the door closing brought me back to the present. The first thing I felt was the absence of Dad's hand on mine. I looked at him, at the dejected look on his face as he sat on the chair, looking listless. My stomach continued twisting in knots, the fear almost suffocating. “Who's the father?” Dad whispered after a few seconds of silence between us. He looked up when I didn't answer, eyes narrowed. “Didn't you break up with Scott?”“I… I did.”“Then who's the father?” The disappointed look on his face broke my heart into uncountable pieces. I gulped, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. I couldn't tell him it was Jay. That would be disastrous. “Dad, I —”“Who's it? Who's responsible?” His voice rose, and I winced. I knew that tone. He was trying to keep his anger in check, but I could sense the storm brewing beneath the surface. I'd only ever heard him use such a tone, and it was with Jay, never on me.I shook my head, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “Dad, please…

Dad walked in just as I sat on the couch with Jay close behind him, his gaze on the floor. Dad sat down opposite me, and Jay took the love seat near the couch I was resting on. For a long, dreadful minute, none of us spoke. I thought Dad would be the one to break the silence, but Jay did. “I will accept whatever you ask of me, as long as none of them is about letting Matt go. I will never," he said. Dad narrowed his eyes. “You think this is about you, Jay? About what you want?”"No, it isn't about me." Jay's gaze didn't falter, his jaw set in determination. “It's about Matt, and what's good for him.”“What's best for Matt is for him to be away from you. You're a bad influence on him, Jay.”I felt a surge of panic, my heart racing. “Dad, no —” “You stay out of this, Matt. This is between Jay and me.” Dad's gaze swung to me, his eyes flashing with warning.“Dad, you're not listening. I love Matt, and he loves me. We're in this together.” Jay's voice was low, urgent. "If you love us,

Debra didn't let me go until I told her everything, from the time we went to the hospital and Dad's reaction to it. She gulped everything down, eyes wide whenever necessary, and let out sounds of shock. “Your dad didn't!”“He did.”I smiled, recalling how scared I had been then, thinking it was over for me. I never expected Dad to accept us, at least not that easily. I thought it would take time before he would do that, but guess luck was on our side. Debra grinned. “I'm glad he accepted you. It would have been a bummer if he didn't.” She let out a sigh. “Debra! Come here. We need your input on this,” Clara called out to her. “I will be right there.” She got on her feet and dusted her butt. “I'll be right back, darling, to get the rest of the story.”“No problem.”She winked before she hurried over to the others, and soon, she was back in her director's mode. Shaking my head at the lame joke she made about the tree men, I focused on the paper she tasked me with cutting. I refused t

MATTThe tension between Dad and Jay when they returned made it impossible for me to talk to Jay about Smart. I wanted to know what he thought about his ex-lover's strange visit and if I should go to the lunch date or stand him up. After all, it wasn't compulsory that I had to meet him. I could just lie about being occupied and whatever. I owe him nothing. Jay and I didn't have time to be alone until Dad left for a business trip. He would have taken me with him if it weren't for the drama rehearsals, and he couldn't take Jay with him, as that would mean I would have to be alone. He wasn't taking any chances, just to avoid that fainting episode, even though Dr Jeremy mentioned I might not experience it again if I didn't do anything strenuous.If not for that, he would have taken Jay with him, just so we wouldn't be alone in the house. “So, what do you want to do before you go to bed?” Jay asked when he returned from the kitchen. We had just finished dinner, and I was waiting for him