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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated to My Rival Step Brother: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

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041. Mom, Your Son Feels Lonely

Blake’s POV:Tuesday felt longer than it should.I woke up late again. Not because I wanted to sleep, but because my body refused to move on time. Pain still lived in my back. Not sharp like before, but deep. Like something was sitting there, heavy, reminding me I am not fine yet.I stared at the ceiling of my dorm room.Silent.Too silent.The academy was alive outside, I knew that. Classes, training, laughter, rivalry. Everything was moving forward. Except me.I had not joined the academy properly yet. It was already Tuesday. If this goes on, I might be out of the Best Alpha Heir race. People will talk. They already are.Silver heir could not keep up.Silver heir too weak.Silver heir was injured again.I turned my face away.My phone vibrated on the bedside table.Mom.I sighed and picked it up.“Hello,” I said softly.“Blake,” her voice came warm, but tired. “Did I wake you?”“No,” I lied. “I was awake.”She knew I was lying. She always did.“How is your body today,” she asked.“B

042. The Choice Alex Makes

Alex’s POV:Something was wrong.I was sitting on the edge of my bed, books open, notes scattered, but I was not reading a single word. My chest felt tight for no reason. Not the normal stress. Not anger. This was different.Heavy.Sudden.My wolf shifted inside me, restless. Not aggressive. Not warning. It felt like a pull. Like a thread tugging from somewhere far but close at the same time.Blake.The thought came without permission.I closed my eyes.Images flashed. Not clear. Just feelings. Pain. Weakness. Darkness. The same kind of pull I felt that night in the forest when he was attacked.I stood up at once.“No,” I muttered. “You have no right.”I told myself to sit back down. To breathe. To stop thinking about him. After everything. After the words. After the blame.But my legs moved anyway.I grabbed my hoodie and walked out of my dorm. I did not tell myself where I was going. I already knew.Blake’s dorm.The walk felt too long. Every step made my chest tighter. My wolf grow

043. What Aaran Started

Alex’s POV:Another message came while I was standing near the academy training grounds, pretending to watch first-year drills. Yes, I needed to be confirmed.I was not watching anything.My phone vibrated once. Then again.I already knew who it was.I moved away from the noise, past the stone path, toward the quieter edge near the old practice field. Trees stood thick there. My wolf stirred the moment I stopped walking, like it already sensed what my eyes were about to read.Beta:Confirmed.Aaran shared Blake’s forest routine three days before the attack.Not directly to rogues.But enough hints. Enough timing.He made Blake visible.I stared at the screen.Three days.That meant the night Blake walked into the forest was never random. It was watched. Counted. Prepared.My fingers tightened around the phone.I did not shout. I did not break anything. My wolf did not roar.Instead, something colder spread through me. Calm. Sharp. Focused.So this is what it feels like, I thought. Not

044. Things Blake Does Not Say

Blake’s POV:I woke up slowly.Not because my body wanted to, but because my mind refused to stay asleep.The pain in my back was less sharp today. It was still there, like a dull reminder pressed into my skin, but it no longer made me gasp when I moved. My arms felt heavy. My legs felt weak. But compared to the last two days, this was better.Physically.Emotionally, I felt worse.I stared at the ceiling for a long time. The light coming from the window told me it was late morning. Or maybe close to noon. I had lost track of time again.I turned my head slightly.Alex was still here.He was sitting on the chair near the bed, not too close, not too far. His elbows rested on his knees. His hands were clasped together. His head was lowered, eyes fixed on the floor like he was counting the lines there.He looked tired.Not injured tired. Not academy tired.Something deeper.I watched him without making a sound.He noticed my movement after a few seconds. He lifted his head slowly and loo

045. The Bond That Should Not Exist

Alex’s POV:Something was wrong with me.I knew it the moment I woke up with my chest aching, like someone had pressed a heavy stone right over my heart. I was not injured. My wolf was calm. My body was fine. Still the pain stayed, dull and tight, refusing to go away.I sat on my bed and pressed my palm against my chest.“What is this now,” I muttered to myself.The ache did not feel like anger. It was not jealousy either. It felt empty. Like something was pulled away from me without asking.And then, suddenly, it eased.Not fully. But enough.I closed my eyes and tried to breathe slowly. My mind went to one place without effort.Blake.The thought annoyed me instantly.I stood up and walked to the window. His dorm was not visible from here, but I still found myself staring in that direction. The ache stayed low, like a warning that had not decided to shout yet.Later that afternoon, when I was sitting alone in the training hall gallery, the feeling came back again. Stronger this time

046. Without a Goodbye

Blake’s POV:Friday morning came quiet. Too quiet for a place like this academy where noise never really sleeps. I opened my eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling of my dorm. White. Plain. Nothing special. My body felt better than the last few days. Not perfect, but good enough. My back still pulled a little when I moved. My ribs were sore if I breathed too deep. But I could stand. I could walk. I could leave.That thought stayed with me.I sat up on the bed and let my feet touch the floor. Cold tiles. I welcomed it. It kept my mind sharp. I stretched my shoulders a little and winced. Still healing. Being a werewolf helps, but pain does not disappear just because you want it to.I looked around the room.Everything looked the same, but it did not feel the same anymore.Alex was not here.He had not been here since yesterday. Not even once. Maybe he thought now that I was better, his job was done. Maybe he was avoiding me. Maybe that was best for both of us.I told myself I was fine wi

047. Watching Him Go

Alex’s POV:I did not plan to stand there.My feet brought me on their own, stopping near the academy gate, half hidden behind the old stone pillar. From here, I could see the driveway clearly. I told myself I was just passing by. That I would leave in a minute.Then the car arrived.Black. Silver mark on the door.My chest tightened before my mind could react.Blake.He came out with only one bag. Just one. Like he never planned to stay long here anyway. He walked slower than usual. Still healing. I noticed every small thing, even when I told myself not to look.Liam was with him. Of course. Always careful. Always there.I clenched my fists.I stayed where I was.When Blake stepped into the car, something inside me pulled hard. Not pain exactly. More like pressure. Like someone pressed fingers inside my chest and twisted slowly.My wolf stirred.Go.The word was not loud. It did not scream. It simply existed inside me.I did not move.The engine started. The car began to roll forward

048. Silver Mansion

Blake’s POV:The car slowed before the iron gates.Silver Mansion stood the same way it always had. Tall. Quiet. Heavy. Even the air here felt different, thicker, like it carried too many memories that never left.The gates opened slowly.I leaned back in the seat, my bag beside me. My body still hurt, especially my back, but this pain was familiar now. What I felt inside my chest was not.The car stopped.I stepped out.The moment my feet touched the ground, my wolf stirred. Not aggressive. Just alert. This was home territory. Old power lived here. Old blood.“Welcome back, young Alpha,” one of the guards said with a bow.I nodded. “Thank you.”I walked inside.Silver Mansion smelled like stone, wood, and time. The walls were high, decorated with symbols of our pack. Every corner held history. Every hallway whispered names of those who came before me.My mother stood at the entrance hall.She wore a simple silver dress. No crown. No ceremony yet. Just a mother waiting for her son.“B

049. The Lie Everyone Believes

Maya’s POV:I knew Blake had left before anyone told me.The academy feels different when certain people are gone. Quieter in strange places. Louder in others. Blake Silver's leaving created a space that people filled quickly with guesses and lies.I stood near the balcony outside the dorm wing, watching students move below. Friday night. Everyone was pretending the week was normal again.It was not.Alex had barely spoken all day.He skipped training. Skipped meals. Even skipped his usual patrol walk near the boundary. When I passed him in the hall, he nodded but did not stop. His eyes were distant, sharp, focused on something I could not see.Blake.I heard the gossip the same way everyone else did.Two girls near the stairs whispered loudly enough to be heard.“Did you hear, Alex has been with Maya nonstop?”“They kissed near the library yesterday.”“So when others were saying there might be something off between them. Probably, that was nothing.”I did not interrupt.I did not cor

050. Wolves Do Not Forget

Alex’s POV:Night makes the academy honest.The noise fades. The smiles disappear. What stays is truth. And danger.I stood near the outer boundary where Aaran’s territory marker sat. A stone half-buried in the earth. Old symbols carved deep into it. Mark of claim. Mark of warning.I should not be here.Academy rules were clear about boundaries and territories. About respecting rival packs even inside shared grounds.Tonight, rules meant nothing.My wolf pressed close inside my chest. Not loud. Not wild. Focused. Cold.“Show me,” I whispered.I knelt and ran my fingers across the ground near the marker. Dirt disturbed. Leaves crushed. Not recent footsteps. Older. Deliberate.I inhaled slowly.Rogue scent.Faint. Layered. Covered with something else. Academy neutral markers. Someone tried to hide it.Anger did not explode.It settled.I followed the trail a few steps into the trees. Not far. Just enough to confirm.Scratches on bark. Not training marks. Signal marks.I straightened.“T

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