All Chapters of Claimed by my Brother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Choice

Olivia POV:His hand clamped around my wrist like a steel shackle, and before I could react, Dimitri yanked me forward—hard. My heels scraped against the polished marble as he dragged me down the corridor, past the staring courtiers, past the flickering candelabras, past the music that suddenly felt too sharp, too loud. The double doors to his chambers stood open like a gaping mouth. And he shoved me straight through. I stumbled but caught myself before hitting the floor, breath ragged, heart thundering. Dimitri stalked inside behind me, closing the doors with a harsh, echoing thud that swallowed the last bit of sound from the ballroom. "So," he said, his voice curling like smoke, "you remember?" He stepped closer, slow, deliberate—predatory. The shadows clung to him like loyal servants, and his eyes glowed in the dimness, a molten, dangerous red. I lifted my chin. "Yes." He laughed once—short and sharp. "My little diamond finally has her memories back." His tone dripped with mockery.

Deeper

Olivia POVI didn’t know when standing so close to him had become dangerous. Dimitri hadn’t touched me again—not properly—but his presence pressed in from all sides, thick and inescapable. I could feel him behind me, feel the heat that shouldn’t exist radiating off his body like a promise my instincts didn’t trust. "You kissed me," he said quietly, almost thoughtfully. "And yet your heart is racing like you regret it." I turned slowly, meeting his gaze. His red eyes were darker now, less molten, more… intent. Studying me. Waiting. "I don’t regret it," I said, though the words tasted uncertain. "I regret how easy it was." His mouth curved—not quite a smile. "Ah." He stepped closer. Not enough to touch. Just enough that I could feel the brush of his breath against my cheek, the faint metallic sweetness that followed him everywhere. "That is the part you don’t understand yet," he murmured. "It was never meant to be hard." My pulse thundered traitorously. "You planned this." "I anticipate

Pain without Love

Damien POV:My hands shook as I raised the crystal glass of amber liquid to my lips. The pain was striking and hot like a metal rod that had been left to soak in the starving flames of the fire, pressing into my heart. He was touching her, doing more than the pain would allow me to imagine. My wolf howled in pain. Sweat dripped like rain off my brow as I pushed myself to the single seater couch, falling onto it and spilling some of my drink. I needed the pain to dull or to stop. The room felt too small, the walls closing in as if they knew what was tearing through me. I leaned forward, elbows braced on my knees, breath coming out in rough, uneven pulls. The fire crackled across from me, its warmth useless against the cold spreading through my chest.I could feel it—feel him—like a brand pressed straight into my soul. The bond screamed, raw and furious, and my wolf paced beneath my skin, claws raking at the inside of my ribs. Every instinct demanded I go to her, tear through whatever s

When the sun comes up

Olivia POV:I woke with a strange buzzing in me, around me and without me. I turned to my side and Dimitri was awake, his eyes wide open as he watched me with a look in his eyes that I could not precisely describe. "What?" I murmured, my voice rough with sleep. I reached up, brushing my thumb beneath his eye. "Why are you staring at me like that?" His hand tightened slightly at my waist, grounding, possessive in a way that made me soften. "Because you’re shaking," he said quietly. "And because whatever you felt… I felt it too." I sat upright, the sheet pooling at my waist, but I didn't feel shy or self-conscious after what Dimitri and I shared last night. He had chosen me, and I had chosen him... "I think I just feel cold," I didn't understand what he meant by 'feeling it too'. I didn't feel anything. He pulled himself up next to me. His thumb brushing my bottom lip, "You're not cold."His thumb lingered at my lip, warm and familiar, sending a quiet shiver through me that had nothing t

Safety Net

Damien POV:I stumbled out into the cold night. The ice-cold air bit into my lungs, sharp and unforgiving, but it dulled the acid burning through my veins just enough to keep me upright. Frost clung to the stone beneath my boots, crunching with every unsteady step as I dragged myself away from the place that had broken me.I tilted my face to the sky, breath ghosting white in the darkness. I wanted nothing more than to have her in my arms right now—to feel her warmth, her scent, the steady proof that she was real and still mine. The ache in my chest twisted viciously at the thought. I should have claimed her the moment I felt it. The moment the bond snapped into place and my world narrowed to her existence alone. I should have been honest— Instead, I’d hesitated. Calculated. Tried to protect her with silence.Coward.My wolf snarled, restless and furious, pacing beneath my skin as if searching for her through sheer will. Every step away from the pack lands felt wrong, like I was teari

An unexpected visit

Olivia POV:I sat beneath the great oak, its ancient branches stretching wide above me like a silent guardian, leaves whispering softly as the night wind passed through them. The sky overhead was a deep velvet black, scattered with stars that seemed too distant, too indifferent. I hugged my knees to my chest, the cool grass seeping through the thin fabric of my dress. Dimitri was supposed to meet me here after his meeting.He was late.I told myself not to read into it. Meetings ran long. Responsibilities pulled at him from every direction now. Still, unease curled low in my stomach, the earlier buzzing returning as a faint, persistent hum beneath my skin. My wolf shifted restlessly, ears pricked toward the path that led back to the estate. "Any minute now," I murmured to myself, tracing the rough bark of the oak with my fingers. The tree felt solid. Real. I wished I felt the same. Time stretched, measured only by the slow drift of clouds across the moon. I glanced up again, then back

Taken

Dimitri POV:Her hands wrapped coldly around my neck, her thick scented perfume filling my nostrils. "Just for a little bit," she cooed, and I grabbed her wrists, removing them from my neck. "I am not interested Nila." The smile on her face disappeared and she hissed with anger. "Why!?" She snapped, her eyes glowing red with anger, "because of that mutt bitch!" I stared at her under my cool gaze. She wanted a rise, but she wasn't going to get it. "You should leave, I have things to do." I closed the thick leather book that was in front of me and stood up, smoothing my dark cloak. "Bullshit!" She shouted, "You just want to get back to her!" The emphasis of her that came out of her mouth was laced with venom. I grabbed her by her throat and lifted her feet off the ground, "You are forgetting your place in my nest."Her pulse fluttered wildly beneath my grip, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. For a heartbeat, the room was silent except for the crackle of the fire and the shallow rasp of h

The task

Olivia POV:It was dark, but I could feel the cool grass under my palms, damp with night dew. My body ached dully, the pain blooming in slow, unwelcome waves as I tried to piece together what had happened. My head throbbed, every pulse sending a sharp reminder through my skull. I pushed myself up onto my elbows and immediately regretted it. The world tilted, shadows blurring into one another. Stone walls loomed nearby—old, worn smooth by time—and towering hedges pressed in on all sides. Wherever I was, it wasn’t the garden I had been walking toward earlier. That much I knew with chilling certainty. "Dimitri…" I whispered, the name slipping out before I could stop it. The memory came back in fragments. Moonlight. The promise of meeting him. A presence —powerful, too fast. A sharp sting at my neck, followed by cold spreading through my veins like ice water. Panic. Then nothing.My fingers brushed my throat. The skin there was tender, sore, but unbroken. Whatever they’d done, it hadn’t b

Reunion

Olivia POV:I felt the buzzing again as my eyes flew open, the sensation crawling beneath my skin like static. My fingers were locked tight around the dagger’s hilt, the sapphires warm now—too warm—as if they had been resting against my pulse instead of cold metal.I sucked in a sharp breath and pushed myself upright. I was no longer in the garden. I looked around and, to my horror, I was outside my old home. I rushed forward toward the territory line, and I was hit with his scent. Damien. I was overwhelmed with emotions now.Fear. Loss. Heartbreak. Guilt.They crashed over me all at once, so sharp and sudden that my knees nearly buckled. My fingers tightened instinctively around the dagger, the buzzing flaring in response, but I barely felt it. All I could feel was him.Damien.His scent clung to the air like a wound that had never healed—warm earth and smoke, something wild threaded with sorrow. It wrapped around my chest and squeezed until breathing hurt. Memories I had buried deep

Promise

Damien POV:My wolf was healing by just holding her in my arms, and my strength had returned tenfold. She slowly pulled away from me, her chin lifting towards me and her eyes darkened with something that only mates could understand. I leaned closer into her and she didn't stop me. Why would she? As soon as our lips touched, my entire body exploded with electricity and I pulled her deeper into the kiss. I could feel her body soften in my arms and I wanted her, I wanted her to know that I never stopped thinking about her and that everything I did in the past, the mistakes I made, I was never going to repeat them. I got down on my knees in front of her. "What are you doing?" She asked, looking down at me. I smiled at her seductively, as I lifted her leg, trailing butterfly kisses upwards towards her thigh. She inhaled sharply when I lifted her leg, her hands instinctively finding my shoulders—not to stop me, but to steady herself. The bond hummed between us, alive and radiant, stitching

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