All Chapters of On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ruby’s POVFriday morning started earlier than usual. The brand had organized a high-profile sports event, and since I was still technically involved with the club and part of the sponsorship network, I had to attend. I didn’t mind. It gave me a reason to get out of the house and do something other than paperwork or dodging John’s mood swings.I wore a black equestrian outfit, one of the newest limited-edition pieces from our sponsor. It was tailored, sleek, and hugged me in all the right places. I didn’t dress to impress, but I knew I looked good. Still, I wasn’t prepared for the way Travis stared when I stepped onto the field.He walked over casually, hands in his pockets, pretending to admire the horses. “Black really suits you,” he said, “Makes you look like a champion before the race even begins.”I gave him a small smile. “Flattery won’t get you out of checking these reports.”I reached into my leather saddle bag and pulled out a folder. The documents inside detailed our club’

Austin’s POVI wasn’t expecting Ruby’s confession that day.The way she described the office, the flickering light, the cold air, it was way too specific to brush off as stress or imagination. She even described a girl appearing in her dream, holding a ring and asking for help. Ruby told me all of this without any dramatics. Just calm, clear, and she was serious.That’s what caught my attention the most.It wasn’t just what she saw. It was that she remembered it. And right away, I knew what it meant.My mother had called me into her office just the day before. It was urgent. I didn’t waste time. As a werewolf, I didn’t need to take the elevator or drive across the city. I used my ability to teleport and landed directly in her private meeting room, where her Beta had just stepped out.She didn’t waste time either.“Austin, did you shift at work?” she asked, arms folded.I blinked. “No.”Her expression was sharp, all business. “Someone saw a shapeshifter. They described a large wolf i

Ruby’s POVI woke up to a loud buzzing from my phone. At first, I thought it was just the usual early work messages that happen sometimes, but as I reached for it, the screen lit up with dozens of notifications.All from Twitter.My heart sank before I even opened the app.Travis’s name was trending. So was mine. I tapped the first tweet and felt my chest tighten. There were pictures of me. All taken secretly at the company and the club. In the first, I was handing Travis a folder. In another, we were walking side by side. One showed us in the parking lot, probably mid-conversation.There was nothing inappropriate in any of them. But the captions made everything look dirty.“Climbed her way to the top.”“Travis’s latest toy.”I scrolled lower and saw replies. Hundreds of them. Calling me names. Accusing me of sleeping around to get promotions. Some posts were worse. Then I saw that Travis had liked a few of them.He hadn’t denied anything. He hadn’t corrected anyone. He had let it al

Ruby’s POVWhen I got home after the incident, I didn’t even take off my shoes at first. I stood at the door for a long time, my hand still on the knob, my eyes staring at nothing. I replayed it all in my head, the cold air, the sound of her voice, her pale face, her soaked clothes. And Austin, breaking through the window like it was paper. His calm face. His red eyes and his bleeding leg. And the way the wound had sealed right in front of me. I sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, but I didn’t feel warm. My chest felt tight. I picked up my phone, stared at the home screen, and then put it down again. I couldn’t open any apps. I didn’t want to see what the world was saying about me anymore.I didn’t sleep that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. And sometimes, I saw Austin instead. Not the version of him I thought I knew, but the one I saw today. The one who didn’t flinch when he faced a ghost. The one who told me I was in danger like it was just another part of life

Ruby’s POVThis morning started like any other. I hadn’t slept much. My mind kept spinning with everything I had seen, everything I had suspected but tried to push aside. Still, I got up, brushed my hair, put on some makeup, and forced myself into something neat and light. I didn’t want anyone, especially John, to know how broken I was inside.When I stepped into the living room, I saw something sitting neatly on the table. It was a gift box. The wrapping was done perfectly, with a soft ribbon and a tiny card tucked under the bow. I stared at it for a long time before I even moved closer.He came out from the kitchen, trying to act casual. “Surprise,” John said, smiling like nothing had happened. “Thought this might cheer you up.”I opened the box slowly. Inside was a pair of silk gloves, the same brand I’d admired once in a magazine, something I mentioned offhandedly weeks ago. He’d remembered. That small detail hit me unexpectedly, and this cheered me up.“Do you like it?” he asked