บททั้งหมดของ I'm My Brothers In-law's Obsession : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Rex.Beep. Beep.River and Rain pulled out their phones at the same time."I got a message from the Grand Alpha," River said, his eyebrows shooting up."Me too," Rain added, a grin spreading across his face. "Wow. Okay, this is good. This is perfect. I think we’re going to make some serious final cash before we finally leave this place for good."Debbie looked between us. "What’s all this about? What’s going on?"River started explaining. "It’s the Grand Alpha, Debs. He just gave us quick work. The kind of thing that pays enough to buy a whole new life." He winked, oblivious to what this whole thing was all about.I stood up, my voice cutting through their excitement. "We’re not going."The room went silent. Rain looked at me like I had lost my mind. "What? Rex? What do you mean by... we are not going?" He laughed. "Did you see the numbers? This is the ticket out.""We cannot leave Debbie here," I said, my voice hard. "It’s too risky.""Rex, come on," Rain argued. "It’s not like we’re

River The car tires screeched against the gravel as we pulled into the driveway. We weren't gone as long as we expected, but every minute away had felt like an hour. I stepped out of the driver’s seat, stretching my stiff back. I looked over at Rex. He was already standing by his car, his face like a mask of stone. He didn't look happy. He hadn't looked happy since we left. Even while we were working, he was full of worry. I could see it. Although it was unlike him, I just thought he was worried for nothing."See?" I said, trying to sound cheerful to hide my own nerves. "We’re back. Fast and easy. Now we can go inside and—"I stopped. The head guard was walking toward us. His face was pale, and he was sweating even though the air was cool. He looked like a man walking toward his own execution."There’s a problem, Boss," the guard said, his voice shaking.The air in the driveway suddenly felt very thin. I took a step toward him. "What kind of problem?"The guard swallowed hard. "I've

Rain.The engine of my car was screaming, a high-pitched wail that matched the siren going off in my head. I didn't care about the gate. I didn't care about the guards. I didn't care about that old man and his stupid rules.The Grand Alpha or whatever they called him could talk until he was blue in the face about "family situations" and "protocol." To me, it was all just noise.Nobody had the right to tell me what was supposed to be my business and what shouldn't be.At the juncture where I was, all that mattered was the weight of the girl I had carried in my arms, loved with my heart, and cherished with every fibre in me, and the fact that she was currently trapped somewhere inside that cold, stone palace.I didn't think.I slammed into those iron gates with a force that rattled my teeth in my skull. But I didn't feel the pain. I just felt the metal give way. I reversed, the tires spinning and throwing dirt like a fountain, and hit it again.Of course, if they didn't want to open it

River. I lay in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling, but sleep wouldn't come. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those massive palace gates. I saw the blood on Rain’s hand. This may not end well, my mind kept telling me. Today Rain got injured. Tomorrow, what happens? I stared at the empty chair where Debbie used to sit with me whenever she came to my room. Her face kept flashing: the smiles, the hug she gave me just before we left this morning. And now, I had no access to seeing her. The silence in the room was so loud it made my ears ring. I couldn't stay in that bed anymore. I got up, my feet feeling heavy, and walked outside straight towards the poolside. The water was still, reflecting the pale light of the moon. I sat on the edge, letting the cold air bite at my skin. I needed to feel something other than this hollow ache in my chest. I had cried in secret; in the open, I didn't even feel the shame anymore. Maybe tomorrow, I can just tell the Grand Alpha to lock me in ther

Debbie The High Priest pulled back slowly. A thin, knowing smile spread across his wrinkled face. He didn't look angry. He looked like a man who had just found a missing piece of a puzzle. A piece he had been searching for in the dark for far too long, the kind that makes a man feel powerful just for knowing what others don’t. "The scent never lies," he murmured. "A wolf knows its own kind, but it also knows when a stranger has entered the den." My heart was beating like a drum, and I was sure he heard it. Not just heard it, but counted every frantic beat like a hunter tracking prey in the quiet of the forest. He looked at my stomach, and for a second, I felt like the child stirred inside me, a sharp flutter of life that felt like a warning. A desperate signal. A silent scream from something too small to defend itself. It was as if the baby knew it was being watched by a wolf in a priest's clothing. "Get away from me," I rasped, my voice sounding desperate and guilty as I shifte