All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Brother: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Ryan didn't speak to me again after that. He pulled down our mental barrier, cutting me off completely from his thoughts. I couldn't even feel his emotions like I used to. Everything was so fucking silent, almost like how it used to be before I got my wolf. I felt that emptiness, not only from the loss of my baby but from my wolf. The connection was lost, and I knew it would take a lot to earn it back.The minutes ticked by; the silence suffocating. I lay there, frozen, as Jay's and Dad's words replayed in my mind. They thought they were being gentle by breaking the news to me like I was fragile. But I wasn't fragile. I was broken.When they finally told me, I crumbled. Again. The sobs racked my body, painful and raw. Jay held me, his tears falling on my skin as I let go. The grief was a storm, relentless and brutal. It consumed me, leaving me hollow and spent.Afterward, the room was quiet. Jay and Dad exchanged worried glances, unsure what to do. I knew what I had to do. I had to

“We're leaving this place for good,” Dad had said while we were having dinner. My hand, which was with the spoon, froze halfway to my mouth. I blinked, placed the spoon down...“We're leaving?” I asked, to be certain I heard him well. Dad nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. “I've thought about this for a week now, darling, and this is the best decision we can take for now. Things aren't going so well, and we —”“But this is our town. You worked your arse out to build your empire here. This is our home. Why should we run from it?” I asked, beating Jay to the question. Dad let out a sigh. “We have to. The news isn't dying down any moment from now. The press will keep camping outside our door every day waiting for the news.” He glanced at my stomach before averting his gaze. “We need to leave to prevent any other accident from happening. I'm sorry, baby, but that's what we should do.”I felt a pang of sadness, thinking about leaving our home, our life here. But a part of me knew

Matt murmured my name in his sleep, and I quickly returned to his side. I'd intended to remove the stray strands of hair on his face so he would sleep undisturbed, but the moment I touched him, he gripped my hand.“Please don't go,” he begged, eyes still closed.I smiled at my cute baby. “I'm not going anywhere.” And I wasn't. Not when he sounded desperate. I sat on the bed, and he hugged my waist, clinging to it like a child. I've fucking missed this. Enveloped by his scent, which was stronger in the room as he'd spent most of his days in here, I didn't know when I dozed off to sleep. When I woke up a while later, it was to hands tracing the contours of my face. Blinking, I smiled and held his hand. “You're awake.”He nodded and sat back on the bed. “I thought it would be fun to draw on your face while you were sleeping. Luckily for you, I didn't find a pen.” He pouted, looking at me like I caused the missing pen. “Don't worry, I'll always bring a pen whenever I come to your room

JAYI took Matt out for dinner after that episode with Henry this afternoon. I was still getting riled up, thinking back to the way he had looked at my mate as they went out. I knew Matt couldn't tell what was going on. He was too trusting to realize how damned seductive he looked and how many alphas would want him. All I needed to do was make everyone who came in contact with him know he was taken. I needed them away from him, as far away as they could. Matt ran out of the house, smiling as he approached my car. He stopped in front of me and turned around. “So, what do you think about my clothes?”I raised an eyebrow, taking in the sight of him. His hair, which he mostly let down whenever we're at home, was tied up in a neat bun, with no strands out of place. He was wearing a fitted white shirt that highlighted his lean frame, paired with dark jeans that hugged his legs just right. He looked… edible. My eyes lingered on the curve of his neck, and I felt a growl building in the bac

MATTOf course, we are. Most times, Jay could be so clueless, and this was the same man who promised to do everything I wanted. 'He's only concerned about you.' 'But he shouldn't. A month was more than enough for me to heal.' 'Yeah.' Ryan wasn't back to his biting self. Though he had broken the cold war between us and had been talking to me whenever he felt it was necessary, he was yet to return to the sassy, always-against-me Ryan, the one I knew. It would take time, I know, which was why I was prepared to give him as much time as I could. Jay opened the door for me, and I slid in, immediately reaching for my seatbelt. He paused, frowning at the small smile on my lips, but he didn't ask why I was looking at him that way. Instead, he closed the door and ran around to the other side to get in.Throughout the ride, I was just humming, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. I needed to do this while the iron was still hot. I got the opportunity when he parked the car and t