All Chapters of Mated To My Brother-In-Law: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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31 - Collision

The uncomfortable silence hung between each present party in the room. Anywhere but this room would have been paradise, and attempting to avoid Kayla's or even Nick's gaze was harder than I expected. Kayla kept making signs with her hands to stop Mom from saying anything out of turn, but she was focused on the alpha.Mom did not give anyone time to breathe. Her hands were on her waist, like a soldier ready for battle. “We need to talk,” she said, stepping further into the room without waiting for an invitation. Dad had given up on holding her back. Nick didn’t move to block her. Instead, he stepped aside, allowing all three of us into his office.The room felt smaller with everyone inside. Too small, I rather felt a bit suffocated. Kayla stood upright, chin slightly raised, as if she had been holding her ground before we arrived. Nick’s mother sat comfortably on the single chair by the couch, observing us like we were unexpected entertainment.Dad did the honors of closing the door

32 - Naivety

The drive back home felt longer than it ever had, even though the road from the pack house to our street had not magically stretched overnight. Dad drove in rigid silence, both hands gripping the steering wheel like he feared it might escape him, while Mom stared out the window with her jaw set tight enough to crack a tooth. Kayla was seated beside me in the back seat, her body angled toward the door, her frowning reflection faint in the glass. The car was filled with so much unsaid and it was just itching Kayla to burst it out, but she was holding back. going head on with our mom never ended well. Especially if her actions were an act of protection. She would go to the end of the earth just to punch anyone who dared to trifle with us. No one in the car bothered to speak for the first few minutes, but the silence was not peaceful. It was the kind that pressed against your ears and made your thoughts louder than they should be. I could still feel Nick’s presence clinging to me l

33 - Lost in her world

Third-person POV The twins' mom did not waste a second once Elder Esme made herself clear on who she needed to speak with. She turned sharply toward the twins, her relaxed composure snapping back into place like a shield had been lifted. With a firm gesture of her hand, she ushered them toward the front door, her voice low but serious as she told them to go inside with their father while she spoke to Esme outside. The twins were known for being good at eavesdropping, Kayla especially. But this wasn't one of those times. Their mom made it clear to keep their ears off the wall, leaving no room for argument in her tone. Kayla sulked, hoping she could be involved in the conversation. Something in her gut told her it might have to do with Nick and her. Just a guess, and if it was, she wanted to know all about it. But first, she obeyed her mom without protest. Kira, on the other hand, was hesitant. Her legs lingered on the threshold, and her eyes drifted back to the porch where Elder

34 - Minor delay

Kira The next morning arrived softer than the chaos of the days before. Thankfully, it was a new day to simply lounge in bed and think of all the things I didn't need to deal with. As the dull sunlight streamed through the thin curtains of my bedroom window, I squinted my eyes. The sunlight was stretching in lines across the wooden floor that was messy with my clothes and my unpacked suitcase.For a few seconds, I lay still in bed, listening to the low hum of early movement downstairs. Mom was up early as usual, and the house felt normal again, as if nothing serious were happening beneath the surface. I pushed myself up slowly; my muscles were so stiff from tension rather than sleep. The six hours of sleep were barely enough, and I contemplated just sleeping back till like two in the afternoon. But my suitcase sitting at the foot of my bed felt like an accusation and confirmation of how lazy I was. I swung my legs over the bed and crouched in front of it, my fingers resting on the

35 - Pick meisha

Kayla’s words lingered in the air between us, heavy and urgent. For a moment, I just looked at her. Really looked at her to know if her brain was screwed correctly. When people spoke about being tested to the core at least once in your life, I never imagined my test would come in the form of a twin sister. One who was constantly jeopardizing my mental health with a different thing each day Her chest was still rising and falling from her jog, skin glistening with sweat, determination tightening her jaw. She looked like someone ready to run into a burning house if it meant getting answers. And that terrified me. Like not terrified me in a passing feeling but settled in my core. I inhaled slowly and stood from the bed, closing the small distance between us. “You don’t need to meet him,” I said carefully, keeping my voice steady. “Not today. Not like this.” Her brows drew together. “What does that even mean?” “It means,” I continued, choosing my words with care, “you should wait fo

36 - Mate Quality

Nick was seated across from his mother and Alfie at the breakfast table with different food laid out for an entire household. Nora, the pack house caretaker and head chef, added another stack of pancakes onto Nick's plate, and he mumbled, “Thank you.” After a very long session of morning warm-up, Nick was tired. Not as tired as Alfie, who kept scoffing down every available food into his mouth as if they were going to vanish. Alfie had received the brunt of Nick's bad mood; their workout extending over 2 hours, he could barely feel his legs. “You'll choke if you keep up with that pace,” Nick mocked, pointing his fork in Alfie's face. Alfie rolled his eyes far back into his head and swallowed the food in his mouth, then replied, “It would be a reward for the horror you've put me through this morning.” “Whining because of an hour extra? I overestimated you,” Nick said. “2 hours extra,” Alfie replied with vigor. His legs were still vibrating from the horror Nick had put him thr

36-2 - Mate Quality 2

“Anything can happen, Nick.” Matilda dabbed the corner of her mouth with her napkin as if she hadn’t just dropped a threat in the middle of the table. Her movements were calm and calculated. Too calm for Nick's temper. He leaned back in his chair slowly, the wood creaking beneath his weight. His jaw flexed once. And then the second time. Like a ticking bomb waiting for a simple click to go off. “Is that supposed to mean something?” he asked, his tone shifting with impatience. Matilda tilted her head slightly. “It means fate has a sense of humor. And leadership requires foresight. One I'm starting to think you lack," she whispered the last part to herself. He was the alpha. Of course he heard her. Alfie swallowed the last piece of his pancakes and reached for the jug of juice, mostly to give his hands something to do. The air in the dining room was thick now like a war room, not loud, not explosive, but tight. Like a bowstring pulled too far that he could get hit if not c

37. Judge not

Nick’s POV No introduction. Esme did not need one. She did not rush with her words and never needed to do much to get a room to listen to her. Before he could respond, the heavy wooden doors creaked open. The faint scent of sage and something older... earth after rain.. slipped into the room before Elder Esme did. The atmosphere shifted the moment she entered. Even Matilda straightened. Knowing she walked into something, Esme cleared her throat and decided to start again. “Alpha,” Esme greeted, her voice neither warm nor cold. “Elder," Nick answered. She studied him for a moment longer than comfortable, her pale eyes calculating, measuring, weighing. “A council meeting needs to be set,” she repeated simply. The words landed heavier than any that dropped from his mother's mouth in the last minute of back and forth. Matilda adjusted her chair back and settled into it. “For what purpose?” Esme did not look at her. “For the stability of the pack. The events.... of t

38 - Secrets and hugs

The whole house had been quiet since Mom dropped the news of the pack council meeting that would be happening soon. It was uncomfortable, but it was a much-needed solace. A few days had passed, and Kayla hadn’t made a fuss about meeting Nick. The only difference was that she spent more time in her room now and did not mind. The shift in our relationship was too obvious to ignore, yet I struggled so much to close the growing gap. Any proximity to Kayla set my wolf off in an uncomfortable way, knowing a silent competition was brewing. Kayla was of course, no fool. She sensed it and was visibly giving me space. She thought I was simply not in support of her mate being the alpha. Only if she knew the actual reason. It was a slow day. Mom and Dad stepped out three hours ago to set up for the final event of the shifting ceremony.The house felt too large without their presence, the silence stretching through the hallways of the house like something alive. Even the clock in the living roo

39 - Tell me lies

The thin line between love and hate theory was real. What better way to confirm it as Kayla's face twisted in horror as her eyes moved between Nick and me.I had never seen that look in her eyes. Disgust, disappointment, and sadness. All at the same time, and I felt a piece of me break.What had I done? Of all the times for my secret to be exposed, it just had to be now. This wasn't how I planned to tell Kayla, Nick was also my mate. The vision of how it would go down wasn't even clear, but I at least hoped it would be nothing as chaotic as the live action happening. Everything around me went still. I didn't care for anything around me, my eyes solely focused on Kayla. My throat was raspy as I tried to utter a word. Nothing came out. Only a soft gasp at the realization I was caught in a bad position fell from my mouth.“Kira?” Kayla called again, her voice shaking. “What… what's going on here?”“Kayla, it's not what you…” I looked way too guilty to be dropping such a cliche phrase,

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