All Chapters of Marked by The Alpha Mated to His Brother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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The Language of Weakness.

Keon’s POV:The room feels colder after Ariana enters the room.The kind of cold that settles under your skin when you know a difficult conversation is coming.Her shoulders are somewhat stiff, even though she’s trying to hide it under the coat she’s wearing, the spellbook in her arm.She stops near one of the stone pillars, greeting me. I respond. She folds her arms tightly across her chest. The torches along the walls flicker, their light uneven and restless. My wolves were still unsettled inside me, their energy mirroring the tension that refused to leave my body.“Alpha Keon,” she says coldly. Her tone alone told me enough.“It’s about the attack, isn't it?” I say.My voice is calm, but there is no warmth in it. I don’t bother, I already knew this wasn’t going to be pleasant.A brief silence followed.“Yes.”There was no attempt to soften the blow on her end. Our eyes meet. She looks tired, but not fragile. Whatever she came to say had clearly been sitting in her mind for a whi

Last Updated : 2026-02-25

Fishy Situations.

Keon’s POV: The report should not be bothering me this much. And yet, it is. The documents sit open across my desk, the morning light dancing over the ink like it is mocking me. I have read the same lines so many times that the words are starting to blur together, but the feeling in my chest refuses to settle. Something is wrong. I can feel it. Ariana had left since dawn. My fingers drum once against the wooden surface before I force them still. Restlessness is useless. I need clarity, not agitation. Every detail of Winter’s attack had already been documented, reviewed, and cross-examined. Guard positions. Patrol routes. Shift changes. Nothing had been left unchecked. Nothing obvious, at least. But obvious threats rarely worried me. It was always the small things. The quiet things. The things others ignored. My eyes return to the patrol log again, tracing the names written neatly down the page. Richard. The name appears once. Then again. My jaw tightens. That alone

Last Updated : 2026-02-27

What Lurks Beneath The Shadows.

Keon's POV:Logan did not keep me waiting.That alone told me a lot.When the door opened again, he walked in with stiff shoulders and an expression that sat somewhere between annoyance and forced respect. He bowed, but it was rushed. Too rushed.“My Alpha,” he said.I did not tell him to step forward immediately. I stayed where I was, one hand resting on the edge of the table, the other hanging loosely by my side. I watched him the way a predator watches prey that does not yet realize it has been spotted.Logan was different from Richard.Richard had been nervous. Careful. Eager to explain himself.Logan looked irritated.That was worse.“You were called here because your name came up during my investigation,” I said calmly.His jaw tightened.“Yes, my Alpha. I assumed as much.”That answer was quick. Too quick.I walked slowly around the table, picking up the patrol

Last Updated : 2026-02-28

Justice is Served(for now)

Keon’s POV:By the time the sun was fully up, the entire pack knew Wally had been taken as a prisoner.News traveled fast in packs. Especially when it involved betrayal.I stood in the central hall as guards lined the stone walls and members gathered in tense silence. No one dared to speak loudly, but I could hear the quiet whispers underneath it all. They were not just talking about Wally. They were talking about the attack. About Winter. About the alliance. About me.The weight of it pressed heavily against my chest, but I did not let it show.Wally was brought forward in restraints. His head was lifted, but his jaw was tight with anger. He was not afraid enough. Not yet.I stepped down from the raised platform slowly, my boots echoing against the stone floor.“You moved a guard without permission,” I said clearly, letting my voice carry through the hall. “You altered the patrols on the same night Winter was attacked. You acted outside your rank and without filing a report. All thes

Last Updated : 2026-03-01

Dawn on the Horizon.

Keon’s POV: The pack felt different the days after Wally’s confinement. Quieter. Not peaceful. Just steadier. The kind of quiet that comes after something has been cut out. I stood in my office with the new patrol reports spread across the table one last time. I had reviewed every detail again before dawn. Every shift. Every override. Every signature. There were no hidden patterns. No deeper manipulation. Just resentment. Just carelessness. And that was enough. Wally had acted out of frustration. Richard had followed without thinking. A gap had been created, and someone had taken advantage of it. It was weakness inside our own structure. Nothing more. I closed the final archive and set it aside. This matter would not drag any further. Dragging it would only feed doubt. I had made my decision. For someone to attack Winter in the first place, there must first be a gap. All my attempts at finding the true perpetrator had turned out empty, and the tension was aff

Last Updated : 2026-03-02

The beginning of something I can't resist.

Winter’s POV: The territory feels quieter than usual. Too quiet. It makes my skin crawl a little because it isn’t normal. Everyone’s movements are smaller, whispers shorter. Even the air seems heavier, like it knows something changed and it’s holding its breath. Wally is gone from his post. Stripped. Confined. Because of choices that somehow circle back to me. I don’t like that feeling. I never do. Even if Keon says it’s not my fault, I know better. My presence shifts things. Always has. Always will. Even back at home, whenever the other witches were playing with Ari and I joined the mood always died down. Glad to see I still have the same effect even here. I try to step lightly, but it never feels like enough. I step outside for the first time without someone hovering at my shoulder. Late afternoon light spills over the courtyard. It’s warm but soft, almost like it’s trying to forgive everything that happened. My lungs pull in air that’s not thick with medicine or herbs. I fee

Last Updated : 2026-03-03

Into The Furnace.

Winter’s POV: Night settles over the pack eventually. Dinner ended hours ago, but the warmth of the hall still lingers faintly in my memory. Laughter, clinking plates, the low rumble of conversation. It should have felt normal. But one chair stayed empty. Keon’s. I noticed it immediately. Everyone pretended not to. I tried not to stare at the space where he usually sits, but it felt wrong without him there. Like a missing heartbeat in a body that still tries to function. Now the palace is quiet again. The halls are silent, save for the maids that are still clearing the dinning hall. In Derrick's room, there's this kind of quiet that presses against your ears. Steam still curls through the room from the bath I took moments ago. My hair is damp against my shoulders, the thin fabric of my sleep shirt clinging slightly to my skin. The air feels cooler after the heat of the water, and goosebumps rise along my arms. I sit at the edge of the bed, brushing slowly through my

Last Updated : 2026-03-06

Good girl. (the smuttining)

Winter's POV:I can't control the quiver in my voice. “Derrick what are you…” “Relax Winter. The attack took a toll on you. You still feel guilty about it, and it's stressing you out. It's my job as your mate to fix that.” His palm traces my thigh slowly, aiming for my pussy. I nod, because what else can I do?“You know what you need? You need to get rid of all that tension. You know what'll do that best?” He pins me with his gaze, scanning me like he always does, but this time his gaze is bright red and has something floating in it.I shake my head like I don't know what he's talking about. I want to see more of this Derrick. I think I like it. The look in his eye tells me he knows I'm lying. “Sex. And so what better way to relieve all your stress as well as mine from all this trouble than this?” He stands in front of me, removing his shirt in a way that has my mouth watering. When I think he's going to pin my back to the bed, he drops to his knees. What is he—My pussy throbs

Last Updated : 2026-03-08

A Knock Too Crazy To Ignore.

Winter POV The knock was so loud it made my whole body jolt. For a second I thought I imagined it. My heart was already racing, my breathing uneven, and the room felt too warm, like the air itself was pressing against my skin. But then it came again—another hard knock against the door that made the wood rattle in its frame. I froze. Derrick froze too. My pulse started pounding harder the moment I realized who it probably was. My skin felt damp and overheated, and I pushed a strand of hair away from my face, suddenly aware of how messy I must look. My palms were slightly sweaty, my chest rising and falling faster than I could control. Outside the door, there was silence for only a second. Then Keon knocked again. Louder. The sound echoed through the room like he was trying to break the door down. Derrick’s eyes flashed bright red. The change was so sudden it startled me. One second he had been looking at me, his expression intense and unreadable, and the next his j

Last Updated : 2026-03-10

Stingy Season.

Keon's POV: What the fuck is Derrick up to? I'm in my bed chambers on the highest floor of this palace, and after all the hassle of the last few days you would think I would finally take time off to rest and relax. So did I. But instead, I'm pacing my room floor wondering why the bond with Winter feels sharper than ice and relentless like a tsunami. I just can't get any sort of sleep whatsoever. I avoided dinner because the fact that Derrick is back and now can claim Winter annoys me. No. It's worse. It's infuriating. So I'm jealous my brother is back because now he has a claim to a mate that is supposedly his but is actually mine…Big whoop. Would I be acting abnormally if I demanded she slept in my quarters? I walk toward the halls leading towards the stairs, before turning back halfway. No. I've talked about this. I have walked towards the stairs over 5 times trying to control myself. What if— No. She could be in danger though…. Maybe I should ju

Last Updated : 2026-03-12

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