Semua Bab My Brother My Mate : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Freya's Pov I went to find Selene feeling clearer than I had in weeks.George made me see it: I’d been shutting everyone out, trying to turn myself into someone I’m not. And Selene was the one feeding me all that garbage.She was on the training field, running drills with some of the younger wolves. She moved like she was born to fight fast, perfect, scary. When she saw me coming, she smiled like everything was normal.“Freya. I didn’t think you’d show up today. After everything, I figured we’d skip training.”“No. I need to talk. Just us.”Something flashed in her eyes, gone too quick to catch. “Sure. Give me a second.”She sent the kids off, then turned back to me with that same sweet, helpful smile she always used.“What’s up?”“I’m done,” I said flat out.Her smile dropped a little. “Done with what?”“With you. With your lessons. With all your advice. I’m not trying to be the Luna you want anymore.”She blinked. “Freya, I’ve only been trying to help...”“No,” I cut in. “You’ve be

Freya's Pov For a few seconds, nobody breathed. Selene just stood there in the doorway, face going from broken to furious to ice-cold in a heartbeat. “Get out,” Dane growled, stepping in front of me so she couldn’t see me anymore. I grabbed my sweater and yanked it on, hands shaking. My heart was racing like crazy. “You’re really picking her?” Selene’s voice sounded empty, like something inside her snapped. “After everything, you’re picking the weak human?” “Over you?” Dane said, scary calm. “Yes. Every time. No question.” “She doesn’t deserve you,” Selene spat, voice shaking. “She’s weak, Dane. She’ll get you killed. She’ll wreck this whole pack...” “The only one wrecking anything is you,” I said, standing up even though I was still half-naked. “You messed with my head. You tried to break us up. And now you’re mad we caught you?” “I have more right to be mad than you’ll ever know!” Selene basically screamed. “You have no idea what you are! The danger you’re bringing here! B

SELENE'S POVThree Months AgoThe old cabin was in the middle of nowhere. A no-man’s-land where no pack bothered to patrol. I got there way too early and just kept walking in circles, arguing with myself.This was straight-up treason. If anyone found out, I was done for.But I didn’t see any other way.The door opened without a knock. Viktor Ashford walked in like he owned the place. Tall, scary-calm, black hair with weird silver bits, and those light-blue eyes that made you feel naked. He looked around once, slow, then stared right at me."Selene Voss," he said, almost friendly. "Blackwood’s top fighter. Gotta say, I didn’t see this coming."He shut the door soft. Somehow that was worse than slamming it."Thanks for coming," I muttered, trying to sound normal.He smirked. "Wouldn’t miss it." He pulled out a chair, sat down smooth as anything, and nodded at the one opposite. "Sit. Let’s hear why Marcus Blackwood’s most loyal dog suddenly wants to talk to me."I sat, back straight, pre

Freya's Pov I woke up to sunlight coming through the curtains and Dane’s heartbeat under my ear.I just stayed there for a minute, feeling his warmth, listening to his steady breathing, and the way his arm held me close like he was keeping me safe.Yesterday had been too much.Selene turning on us. The big fight in Dane’s office. Running away. And then finding out the truth that changed everything I thought I knew about myself.I had a brother.A twin brother.George.Just thinking his name made my chest feel warm. The twin bond was there in the back of my mind, quiet and calm. I could feel him sleeping somewhere in the packhouse. It was like having a piece of me back that I never knew was gone.“You’re thinking so loud,” Dane said in his sleepy voice.I looked up. His eyes were still closed, but he had a little smile.“Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”“I was already awake.” He opened his eyes. The way he looked at me took my breath away. “Just watching you sleep. Making sure you’re

Freya's Pov I found Catherine in the rose garden, kneeling in the dirt and trimming her flowers like nothing bad had happened in the world. The late afternoon sun made everything glow, and for a second it almost felt peaceful, even with all the mess Selene had left behind. “Catherine?” I said quietly. She looked up and smiled, the kind of soft smile that made you feel safe. “Hey, sweetheart. Come sit.” I dropped onto the bench next to her. “I want to know about my mom. Not just the big stuff. I want the little things. What made her laugh. Her favorite color. The silly everyday things that made her… her.” Catherine’s eyes went far away, like she was flipping through old pictures in her head. “Lucia loved thunderstorms. She’d run outside in the second the sky cracked open, arms out, face turned up to the rain, laughing like a kid. Your dad thought she was nuts, but he always went with her and got soaked too.” My heart squeezed. “What else?” “She sang all the time. In the shower,