All Chapters of On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ruby's POV I’d sensed something different in Austin lately. The way his eyes lingered too long and his tone softened whenever he said my name. It felt magnetic, almost like something was pulling him closer without reason.When he’d grabbed me in the locker room that day, I’d seen it in his eyes, something raw, instinctive. The kind of reaction he once told me only happened when a werewolf met their destined mate. He said their senses sharpened, their control slipped, and every heartbeat from that person became impossible to ignore.And lately, Austin had been reacting to me that way, as if I were the one his instincts couldn’t resist.I looked down at the faint marks on my wrist where he’d held me and wondered. Could I really be the one he was destined for?But then I thought of his mother. Her cold, calculated voice, and how she’d looked at me at the banquet like I was a mistake in Austin’s life. She’d already chosen someone else for him, someone powerful enough to strengthen their

Austin's POV The coach’s office was quiet when I walked in. But his expression told me that something was wrong.“Austin,” he said, solemnly. “The organizers just called. The next match is canceled.”I froze. “Canceled? Why?”He turned the laptop toward me. On the screen, a dozen headlines glared back:‘Werewolf Player Exposed.’‘Dangerous Creature Allowed on the Ice?’‘Public Calls for Boycott.’My jaw tightened. The anonymous Twitter post was everywhere. My name, my footage, twisted into something monstrous.“The sponsors are pulling out,” the coach continued, rubbing his temples. “The board’s demanding answers. People are scared, Austin. They think you attacked someone during practice.”I stared at the screen, my stomach sinking. “And you believe them?”He met my eyes. “I don’t. But the world does. Tell me you know who’s behind this.”I exhaled slowly, every nerve in my body on edge. “I have a suspect,” I said quietly. John’s face flashed through my mind. His bitterness, jealousy,

Ruby’s POVFor a long moment after Austin’s words, the room stayed perfectly still. Then, slowly, everything began to shift.The same people who’d glared at me minutes ago now straightened their posture, forcing smiles. Their tones softened, their eyes darting between me and Austin like they’d just remembered where the real power in the room stood.“Ruby,” Martin began awkwardly, clearing his throat, “perhaps we spoke too hastily earlier. You’ve always been a valuable asset to this company. We’d hate to lose someone with your… skillset.”Rebecca crossed her arms, smirking faintly at the sudden change in tone.Clara, who’d been the loudest voice calling for my resignation, leaned forward now with a nervous laugh. “Yes, of course, Ruby. You’ve done so much for our projects. I think we can all agree your leadership has been vital.”The hypocrisy made my stomach turn.But I didn’t speak. Austin did.“I agree,” he said calmly, his voice cutting through the murmurs. “Ruby has shown more int

Ruby's POV That night, I went to the stadium to watch the hockey match. The air around the stadium pulsed with noise and tension.Though the protests outside had thinned, the signs and chants still echoed faintly in the distance. Inside, under the bright floodlights, Austin’s team played hard and won. The crowd roared.When it was over, I made my way toward the bench, clutching a bottle of water. Austin stood there, sweat glistening along his temple, his chest rising and falling from exhaustion. I handed him the bottle.“Good game,” I said, with a smile.He didn’t smile back. Instead, he looked at me closely, almost searching for something unseen. Then, softly, “You smell different tonight.”I blinked, startled. “Different?”He nodded slowly, eyes narrowing. “There’s a trace… like a fate mate’s scent. It’s faint but familiar.”The words struck deep. My breath hitched, and for a moment neither of us moved. The cold air hung between us heavily.We stood close. His gaze dropped to my li

Ruby's POV That night, I was awakened by Sally's screams sharp and desperate, cutting through the quiet.“Ruby! Help me! It burns, please, it burns!”I sat up instantly, heart pounding. The room felt heavy, the air thick with the metallic tang of magic. I could feel her presence faint, like she was being torn apart.Without thinking, I threw on my coat and ran. Her cries pulled me through the dark streets, straight toward the old district where her fiancé lived. The closer I got, the hotter the air became, until every breath felt like smoke.When I reached his house, the door was ajar. Inside, the stench of burnt herbs filled the room. A witch stood in the center, hands raised over a glowing circle drawn on the floor. The markings pulsed with a sick red light, and within it, Sally’s spirit twisted in agony, her glow flickering as if it were being consumed.I froze for half a second, horrified, then it hit me. The witch was destroying her soul.“Stop!” I shouted, slamming into the ci