All Chapters of His Alpha Brother Is My Bedfellow : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

KILLIAN The golf club swung through the air with perfect form. The ball soared, arcing gracefully before landing exactly where it was supposed to."YES!" Caleb pumped his fist, doing a little victory dance that would have been embarrassing if anyone else was watching. "That's three in a row, Killian! Three! I'm officially better than you!"I stared at him blankly, the club heavy in my hand. His words registered somewhere in the back of my mind, but they didn't really mean anything. Nothing meant anything right now.Caleb's celebration slowed as he noticed my lack of reaction. "Hey. Earth to Killian. You're supposed to be annoyed. Mock me. Something."I just gripped the club tighter, my jaw clenching.Caleb's eyes narrowed. He walked over and gently pried the club from my fingers. "Easy there, big guy. Don't break the poor thing. It didn't do anything wrong."I let him take it, running my hands through my hair in frustration. The golf course stretched green and peaceful around us, but

THRID POV Back in Red Stone pack… The once lavish bedroom now stank of whiskey, sweat, and despair. Empty bottles littered the floor. The curtains were drawn tight, blocking out the morning sun that dared to shine on Eric Roosevelt's ruined life.Eric lay sprawled on the cold floor, his back against the bed, one knee bent, his head hanging low. His once-handsome face was now haggard, covered in days-old stubble. Dark circles carved hollows under his eyes. He hadn't bathed in three days. He hadn't eaten in two. Only the whiskey kept him company.A month.It had been a month since the Council hearing. Since Olivia had stood in that chamber and told the world what he'd done. Since the Silver Wolf had manifested and rejected him completely. Since his entire life had crumbled to ash.His pack was under investigation. His title was suspended. He was under house arrest in his own mansion, guarded by wolves who used to bow to him. The Council was still deciding his fate, but everyone knew w

OLIVIABlade—still present in Killian's eyes—lowered his head and licked the place on my neck where a mating mark would go. The spot where, if we were truly bonded, his claim would be.I shivered, the sensation electric.Zoey hummed with satisfaction. *Well. That was worth coming back for. *I almost laughed. Almost.Then the gold faded from Killian's eyes, and he was just Killian again. He looked down at me, wonder and love and something deeper in his gaze."Liv," he whispered. "I miss this so much. Missed us. Missed everything." I reached up and touched his face. "Me too."The knock on the door was sharp and insistent, cutting through the warm haze of the morning."Killian! Olivia!" Rivers' voice came through the wood, sharp and urgent."Ugh, what does he want?" Killian rolled his eyess with irritation. I chuckled. "Grandma's birthday party is in two hours! Everyone's already here! You need to get down here!" Rivers added with a growl of seriousness but amused. Killian groaned,

OLIVIAElena could barely speak, her face now redder. She clawed desperately at his hand, but his grip was iron."Killian!" Jacob shouted, stepping forward. "Let her go!""Stay back." Killian's voice was low, deadly calm. His eyes had shifted—that amber-gold of his wolf. "All of you. Stay back."No one moved.He leaned closer to Elena, his voice a whisper that somehow carried through the silent room. "She is worth more than you could ever understand, Elena." Elena whimpered, tears streaming down her face."If I ever hear you insult her again," Killian continued, "if I ever see you look at her with anything less than respect, I will personally ensure you never speak to anyone again. Do you understand me? Don't make me repeat myself twice Elena." Elena nodded frantically, or tried to, given his grip."Say it." His voice hardened. "Say you understand.""I—I understand!" Elena choked out. "Please, Killian, I already said I’m sorry, I understand!" He held her for one more heartbeat, two

OLIVIAThe rain was ice.It pounded against my skin, soaking through my dress, plastering my hair to my face. I couldn't feel my fingers anymore. Couldn't feel much of anything except the hollow ache where my heart used to be.Killian. His name echoed in my mind with every staggering step. He'd called me a whore. He'd thrown me out like garbage. He'd walked away with Benita clinging to his arm.And I'd let him.No—I hadn't let him. I'd had no choice. He hadn't listened. Hadn't given me a chance to explain, to defend myself. The night was dark and silent. Where am I going?I didn't know. Didn't care. Away. Anywhere away from those eyes, those whispers, that moment when Killian looked at me like I was nothing.*Olivia.* Zoey's voice was weak, distant. She'd been silent since Killian's attack, as if his rejection had wounded her too. *You need to find shelter. You'll die out here. *"Maybe that would be easier." *Don't you DARE talk like that. * Her voice sharpened, cutting through my