All Chapters of On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ruby's POV I traced the mark, a chill settling in my chest. If he was right, it could unlock everything I’d been running from.“But… I don’t even have a wolf,” I blurted. “I don’t feel anything, no abilities, nothing. Maybe you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them. A small, nervous laugh escaped me, though nothing about this felt funny.Austin leaned back slightly, his golden eyes studying me with quiet intensity. “Maybe,” he said at last. “I can’t be entirely sure.”A part of me wanted him to be wrong, because if he wasn’t, then my whole life was a lie.He hesitated, then asked softly, “Your parents… how did they die?”My throat went tight. I was tempted to tell him it was a car accident instead but the truth was that I didn't know. The lie was easier than dragging those memories back into the light.I started to speak, my voice catching on the edge of the truth. “They… it was—” Before I could go further, Austin’s hand lifted, his gaze

Ruby's POV “Did I interrupt your sweet time together??” she asked smoothly.Austin smirked, though I could see the tension in his jaw. “Always, Mother.”She narrowed her eyes, though the faintest hint of amusement touched her lips. “Don’t be rude. At least introduce me to your new girlfriend.”Austin’s arm slipped securely around my waist, pulling me a fraction closer. “Mother, this is Ruby.” His voice was steady and deliberate. “Ruby, this is my mother, Luna Seraphina.”I felt the weight of Seraphina’s gaze settle over me. She studied me from head to toe, her eyes sharp as blades. For a moment, I thought she might laugh and dismiss me entirely.Instead, she smiled.“You’re very beautiful,” she said, her tone smooth as glass. “No wonder my son has refused every arrangement I’ve put forward. Now I see the reason.”My throat tightened, but I managed a small nod. “Thank you, ma’am.”Her eyes glittered. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ruby. Tell me, what pack are you from?”The question hi

Ruby's POV A knock came after only moments. “Ruby? It’s me.” Austin’s voice was low, laced with worry. “Are you alright?”I unlocked the door and cracked it open. He slipped inside, closing it softly behind him. His eyes swept over me, concerned.“I’m fine,” I whispered, though my stomach still twisted.He shook his head, disbelief flickering across his face. “That thing had blood in it, Ruby. I can’t believe you actually drank it.”I straightened, meeting his eyes. “If I didn’t, Austin, your mother would have known. She would’ve seen right through me.”For a moment, he just stared, as though he couldn’t decide whether to scold me or hold me. Then he exhaled slowly, and brushed his thumb along my cheek. “You surprised me. You swallowed it all in one go.”“It was disgusting,” I admitted, shivering at the memory. “I nearly threw up.”His lips curved, softening the hard line of his jaw. “Come here.”He guided me to sit on the edge of the counter, then reached for a small flask he’d tuck

Ruby's POV That night, I slipped the photograph beneath my pillow as if hiding it there would quiet my mind. But sleep didn’t come easily. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of that baby wrapped in the patterned blanket flashed before me. The same pattern Austin swore connected me to a higher wolf bloodline.My chest tightened as I turned from one side to the other. Austin’s words echoed over and over. His certainty that I wasn’t human, his conviction that I was his mate. And then there was his mother, her sharp eyes and words, making it clear she would never accept me. Between the clan politics, the secrets about my blood, and the photo itself, my thoughts spun in circles I couldn’t escape.By the time dawn came, I was exhausted.I got up earlier than usual, dragging myself into the shower, trying to wash away the heaviness of the night. Work was the only thing that still felt normal, and I needed that routine now more than ever. The end-of-month performance review was coming,

Ruby's POV My foster mother finally agreed to stay, but when I suggested she move in with me, she shook her head firmly.“This house has been mine for years,” she said, smoothing her hand along the wooden table like it was part of her. “I’ll stay here.”I bit down on the protest that rose to my lips. I wanted her close to me, safe, somewhere I could watch over her. But before I could try again, she glanced toward John and dropped the bomb.“Why not let John move into your new apartment? That way, you two can rebuild slowly.”My chest tightened. “Absolutely not.”Her brows pinched. “You see? You’re stubborn. You don’t know what’s good for you.”I pushed back my chair, shaking my head. “You’re asking me to share my space with the man who betrayed me. I won’t do it.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, and then she turned, muttering as she started toward her room. “Then I’ll pack my things and return to my hometown. At least there, no one tells me my advice doesn’t matter.”“Mom, please—