Semua Bab Secret affair with my alpha’s brother: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Evelyn’s POVI never thought silence could be so deafening.The room was pitch-black, exactly as he had demanded, and yet every breath, every brush of his skin, every sound of the bed beneath us replayed like sweet music in my ears.My body trembled—some from instinct, some from nerves, but mostly from the raw and primal touch of our bodies.He had been gentle at first, almost too careful, but the moment my wolf took over, everything spiraled into a situation I could no longer control.My form clung to him, to the heat and the strength pressing me down, and for a few intense hours, I let go of every wall I’d built around myself.When it was over, I lay gasping in the dark, sweat cooling against my skin. It felt like taking a glass of cold water after miles of running in a hot desert.His lips brushed my shoulder, teasing me for more. And then, his voice—low, and raspy.“You… were untouched before this?” it came more of a statement than a question.My body stiffened instantly.“What?” I

Evelyn’s POVThe brightly colored chandeliers glimmered above us,  their crystals scattering light across the crowded banquet hall. Laughter, clinking glasses, and low murmurs of conversation pressed around me, but all of it faded as soon as I spotted him.Wyatt.He stood near the far corner, sharp in a tailored suit, a glass of whiskey balanced carelessly in his hand. The sight of him hadn’t changed much. He still looked pretty much the same. Still broad-shouldered, with that same quiet air of arrogance that commanded attention without him even trying. Only, this time, another woman hung on his arm, her short dress gleaming like she was the diamond of the evening.I smoothened my dress and exhaled slowly, already starting to approach them.But then my eyes drifted, almost against my will, and froze.A familiar presence, but the face was a first. Never seen him before.He had only just entered, the crowd parting as if unconsciously making space for him. His height, his build—so aching

Evelyn’s POVThe noise of the banquet faded the moment he said it.“Yes.”His tone carried that usual arrogance, natural in a way I was used to, but underneath it I caught something else—desperation. And that, more than his words, unsettled me.I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms across my chest as though I could shield myself from the intensity of his stare. I smiled.“Wyatt,” I said slowly, deliberately, “you’re ruining the fun by saying that.”For the briefest heartbeat, the expression on his face faltered. I thought I saw a hurt flash in his eyes. The kind you don’t expect from someone like him. But just as quickly, it was gone, replaced with hardness.Wyatt was always proud, always arrogant, but this—this new version of him—felt different. Before he was full of arrogance, coupled with rough pride. Now there was something different in him, a part no one else knew about him.Wyatt straightened in his seat, his shoulders tightening, his jaw clenching. I could see irritation b

Evelyn’s POVAs I drove home, my thoughts ravaged chaotically in my mind. It had been almost half a month. Half a month and two more days if I counted correctly. Half a month and two days since that night with the mystery man. Just thinking about the night made my pulse quicken.I had been expecting anything, a sign maybe, something to show that I had been impregnated. Biologically, by now I should have started to experience the initial symptoms. I stopped outside a pharmacy, impatience driving me. I didn’t even think about it; I just went in, bought the test, and drove again.Back at my apartment, I locked the door, tossed my bag on the couch, and went to the bathroom. My hands trembled as I opened the packet. For the first time in a while, I felt nervous. A feeling I had already grown unaccustomed to.Minutes stretched like hours.When the result showed—a single pale line, negative—I stared until my eyes burned.“Unbelievable,” I whispered, throwing the stick into the bin. My hear

Wyatt’s POVThe wind blew over the northern ridge smelling like rain and the rich earth. This was part of my territory. My turf. From the highest point of my estate, I could see the stretch of land that had been my pack’s backbone for generations — the plot that was part of my pride and possession. To me, it wasn’t just land. It was a legacy for our pack.Ben suddenly walked into my office that evening with that calm, almost unreadable smile. I hadn’t expected him to visit, nor had he told my assistant he’d be coming so I was slightly surprised to see him.“Been a while,” he said, stepping inside like he owned the place. That was Bennet’s way — always composed, always cool, and never will you know when he’d drop by. He literally operated on his own schedule.Even now, he moved with the same quiet confidence, hands in his pockets, that faint glint in his eyes hinting he didn’t come for just a visit. “Yeah,” I replied, leaning back in my chair, smiling back. “I was starting to think yo