All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Brother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Sorry about that. Were you hit?” He reached to touch me, paused and took his hand back. “I'm sorry,” he apologized once more. “I was just caught off guard by your question. That was why I slammed on the brakes so hard. I didn't mean to hurt you.”I shook my head. “It's okay.” Sitting up, I faced him. Surrounded by streetlights and the occasional cars zooming past us, we stared at each other. I was no longer feeling the onslaught of his pheromones on me. I was stronger and could speak without feeling like I was getting drained. “I didn't know your pheromones were this strong,” I blurted out, realizing what I had said after those words left my lips. He smiled. “I guess I've had no reason to use my intimidating scent on you.” “I hope you never have any reason… I love your soothing pheromones more.” He nodded. “I will keep that in mind, ba— Matt. I'll only use my intimidating pheromones on those who deserve it.”I frowned, biting my lower lip. I didn't appreciate how he had stopped hi

JAYIt was a freaking hard month for me. Watching Matt leave the house every day to meet his boyfriend, then tagging along each night because we couldn't let him go out alone with a boy we've only known for just four weeks. He was an alpha, and I know how unpredictable we could be, especially in our rut. Though he told Dad his last rut was a month ago, I couldn't just trust his words for what it was. Which was why I was currently sitting on a table next to them, watching him being all lovey-dovey with Matt, the one I wanted to have for myself. My heart broke watching them. Leo even felt it. My once snarky wolf with the best response had nothing to say. Not only were we not getting a mate — one I don't want, mind you — we weren't getting that happy ending with the one I love. I sipped the wine I ordered, as slowly as I could, while trying not to keep my entire attention on them, so as not to be tagged as a creep. Matt hardly looked my way. He only had Scott in his eyes, smiling at h

JAYI was at the end of my rope. Watching him step into my room, dressed in shorts that could have passed out as sports undies for ladies, I couldn't resist staring. I knew it was bad, understood the impact of doing that. With my rut approaching, anything could be a trigger. And to think it might arrive in a day or two or even a week, but not more than that. I gulped, my eyes fixed on his thighs when he crossed his legs, my throat dry. I shouldn't be staring, shouldn't look at him that way, but my eyes seemed to have a will of their own, gawking at him like moths drawn to a flame.I folded my arms and stepped farther from the bed, so I wouldn't do something I might regret, like tackle him to the bed and force myself on him. I would hate my damned self if I did that, but I knew if I didn't leave before the urge became stronger, I might end up doing the worst. I might even hurt my baby. I watched him fidget with the hem of his shirt, almost raising it, and showing off the tattoos he g

MATTIt worked. I'd learned this from Debra. Having a girlfriend who's good with research was a flex I didn't realize until now. I didn't even know there was something like giving out seductive pheromones. If I did, I would have done that a long time ago instead of relying on just my provocative stances and inducing my heat.After I left his room last night, I returned, just to make sure I got my hunch right, and I did. The best part? He didn't know I was in the room and probably didn't hear the door click shut behind me when I left.Now I was standing in front of the mirror, going through everything I had rehearsed with Debra. “Make sure you get your man tonight!” She had yelled right before I got into my car, waving and grinning. What would I do without her? She's just the best.Exhaling, I glanced towards the door, then back at the mirror. For the first time in my life, I had put on makeup, only a bit. Debra promised I'd look tempting with mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss, and I… I

MATTI took a detour before I went to Scott's house. I needed to calm down, so I drove around my street and got a coffee from a drive-through, had it in my car before I left for Scott's place. He had already called thrice just to check up on me. Seeing how attentive he was, and how the weeks I'd spent with him were better than I had assumed. I intended to make him an ally. Though he wouldn't be on the same level with Debra in my heart, he would be one of the few people I call a friend.I had only been to Scott's house once, and that was when he forgot to pick something up at home. His parents weren't around then, so I hadn't seen them. Now, I was nervous, thinking of meeting anyone aside from Scott. His parents or even his brother.I should have taken a coat. It was just my fault, being so centred on Jay's anger and jealousy that I didn't grab the coat I was supposed to take with me. I killed the engine, spent at least a few minutes in the car before I heard the front door open and Sc