All Chapters of Mated To My Brother-In-Law: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Eleven - The heavy room

“It’s good to know I didn't completely ruin their family.” Mom sighed heavily, dropping the last pastry box she was working on. The soft thud of the cardboard hitting the wooden table. “Kira, please stop. You were a child. What happened wasn't your fault.” A part of me wanted to say “I know,” but I couldn't bring myself to do so. This blaming exercise was something I thought I'd put behind me. Glad to know I was wrong. I've had years to come to terms with my actions, triggered or not, and I owned up to my mistakes. But that wasn't the end. There was more, and Mom knew it. I owed Kayla the truth. I owed Harper and her family an apology. For taking their sister and child. For ruining a family that would have blossomed if I had not erratically shifted into my wolf and attacked Caroline. “I…” I began to speak, but Mom stopped me. She crouched near me. Her hands reached out to mine, the hand that was in a sling, felt colder than the other. “I know it's hard, darling. To live with s

Twelve - A wolf's warning

Kayla watched her twin sprint out of the house, leaving behind a trail of vanilla scent. She wondered where Kira must have misplaced the hair tie for her to rush out like her pants were on fire. The hair tie was the best item Kayla had purchased when they arrived in New York. The shiny pink and orange hair tie called to her as they strolled out of the airport to start their new life. The hair tie was a last tie to their home, marking the beginning of a new life away from the pack. Kira didn't even look back once. Disappearing into the treelines. She simply ran. Barefoot, impatient, as though the forest held the answer to her missing hair tie. Kayla stayed fixated, her hands still full with the boxes, and a sudden chill settled over the patio. There was a time when she would have followed Kira. Shouting after her and demanding to know what has gotten into her this time. But today, her feet remained planted to the ground. She didn't want to chase. Her wolf was too tired, still bro

13 - We meet again

KIRAI didn’t mean to run. Not with an urgency that my legs carried me through the forest before I could so much as mumble, “I’ll be back in a minute.” Hair lashed across my face, tree leaves slapped my skin, and adrenaline coursed through my veins as I ran barefoot on the rough ground. Yes, barefoot. There was barely enough time between thinking of where I had last seen my hair tie and how stupid I was to have lost it, to worry about putting on shoes. They were the last thing on my mind. But I soon regretted it. Running through dirt, gravel, and endless twigs, my legs were in a sorry state, filled with blisters. I only meant to grab my hair tie from the river area and get back before Mom shoved us into the car and off to the ceremony grounds. But my wolf didn't listen. Sensing we were headed to a rather familiar place that held our most recent rendezvous, she pushed herself out, responding to the forest calls. The woods stretched quietly, and the wind came to a halt as I reduced m

14 - She claims him

KIRASometimes we need fantasy to survive reality. Tonight, a daunting reality pressed too close. My biggest fantasy was to live a free life without the shackles of a mate bond. In contrast, my reality was having to consider the possibility of mating with an alpha and becoming the most luna in the supernatural world. I forced my eyes away as he disappeared from my sight and ran back to the house. I stopped short on the gravel driveway, wincing as a small stone pressed into the heel of my foot. Of all nights to forget a basic necessity, it had to be the shifting ceremony day. An event where hundreds of wolves would be present in their finest, most of them barefoot by choice, not stupidity. Like me. I could only imagine what Nick must have thought when he saw I was barefoot. Yes, he was amused, but I couldn’t read his mind that well. I took the spare house key from under the tree on the patio and opened the front door. All the lights in the house were off except for a small lamp on th

15 - The future Luna

KIRAThe silence after Kayla’s mark on the alpha was heavier than the drums as they rolled to a stop. For a moment, no one moved. No one breathed. Not a peep so much as even a squeak. My heart pounded against my chest heavily. It was the only sound ringing in my ear. The bonfire crackled, as if breaking the ice, but people still stayed frozen. I didn't even realize when I had gotten up from my seat, my pulse hammering so loud it drowned out everything else, and my vision became blurry. Another cackle from the fire broke the frozen crowd, then the murmurs began like they had waited a lifetime for such a spectacle. Their murmurs started soft at first. “Did you see that?” “What just happened right now?” Too careful. “Is she?” “How could she claim him just like that?” Then it shifted to curiosity. “Does that make her his mate?” “The future Luna?” Future Luna. Just hearing from someone else left a lump in my throat. Marking a mate was not as easy as licking your alpha. But that action

16 - The wrong twin

NICK Nick ran like the forest had the answers he desperately needed. His thoughts were muffled, covered by the stumping of wolves behind him and racing his heart. Branches snapped beneath his paws as he tore through the undergrowth… the sound of dozens of wolves following close behind got louder, echoing in rhythmic pursuit. He ran faster, giving more gap between him and the others that even his beta, Alfie, was struggling to keep up with. The night air rushed past his fur, cool and sharp, but it did nothing to calm the unrest clawing at his chest or even cool his hot head. This run was supposed to be ceremonial. Liberating and symbolic, but it soon became a desperate need for him. Instead, every stride his paw took felt like he was trying to outrun the thoughts he couldn’t silence. Nothing made sense. And if weak-minded, he could lose his bloody mind. The familiar yet strange scent of that grey wolf clung to him like an intoxicating poison. This wasn’t the first time he smelled i

17 - His scent

The kitchen had never felt this small before. Big enough to fit 20 people, yet the air felt barely enough for a capacity of 3. Mom had been pacing for so long that the white tiles beneath her slippers scratched in protest. She moved back and forth, as if she stopped moving for one second, she might explode. I had never met anyone who worried so much like my mom. You could assure her a million times, and she would still not be satisfied. It explained why she was so fast to ship us out of the pack, and instead of telling Kayla anything about her lost memory. She always needed to be in control of everything, and now that Kayla slyed her and slyed even me, the world was about to fall apart. Dad stood by the sink, arms crossed and jaw tight, staring at nothing in particular. A million and one things could be running through his mind, and no one would be able to tell. Not even me, who prided myself on being the closest to him after Mom. And me? I sat at the dining table like a suspect w

18 - The chosen one

What if Kayla misread everything? Judging by her manner of speaking and wistful gaze in her eyes as she spoke about Nick. Any stranger would think she'd had this amazing breakthrough with her mate, but in reality, we were trying to decipher what this really meant for her.And for me. Would he claim her as his mate, too? Would he tell someone else that he happened to be bound to twins? What exactly could be going through his mind?“He didn’t push me away,” Kayla continued. “He didn’t mark me, but he didn’t reject me either.” Because he’s trying to protect you, I said in my head. Nick rejecting her would completely destroy her. Not just her wolf. It would wreck every bone in her body, and it would affect me, too. Not just because of our twin bond, but the weird bond that connected three of us. I was conflicted already and could feel a migraine coming on. But would I be happy if he didn't mark her? Yes. Would I be just as sad if he rejected her? Very much so. She was still my twin,

19 - Nick the stalker

He didn't sleep. An odd thing, considering he was usually out like a light the minute his head hit the pillows. Yet, Nick hadn’t slept. Over an hour in bed and he still chased the sleep, tossing around in bed and punching his pillow to make it comfier more times than he could count.The ceiling above his bed had lines in it he had never noticed before. From his view, it looked like a mold was forming, and he made a mental note to have someone check it out. At the end of the ceiling close to the bathroom door, hairline cracks were running across the white paint like veins beneath the skin. Like a jobless teenager hoping to find sleep, he began counting them. Dutifully, that if he missed a number, he'd start all over again. Tracing them with his eyes and memorizing the questionable lines that might need his attention later in the day. Slowly losing interest in his vast ceiling, he picked up his phone on the nightstand. Nick had a strict rule to leave his phone out of bed. It was easy

20 - Split bond

NICKNick didn’t speak immediately.He sat there with his elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped together so tightly that the veins stood out. His wolf was unsettled in a way he had never experienced before, pacing restlessly underneath the surface like it was searching for something it could not find.Nick took a keen liking to the flower vase on the coffee table in front of him. He stared at it with intensity as if it were his first time in her cabin.Esme did not rush him but watched him, his mind scattered with so much that he couldn't keep still. Changing his position so much that watching him longer would have given Esme a headache.Esme stood up and walked slowly to the fireplace, added another piece of wood to the fire, and let the crackling fill the silence between them. The warmth of the room pressed gently against Nick’s skin, but it did nothing to calm the unease crawling through his chest. She passed him a soft pillow to hold onto. “I know why you're restless, but I s

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