All Chapters of I Fell In Love With Two Rogue Brothers On The Run: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AmaraThe third time you are born into nothing, you stop being surprised by it. It doesn’t even hurt anymore.“Are you done with that pot yet?” I ask myself. My voice is small in the quiet kitchen.“Almost,” I answer back. My hands are deep in the gray, greasy water. “Just one more spot of burnt porridge.”“Does it matter? They won’t notice if it’s clean. They didn’t even notice you were at the table tonight.”“I know,” I say. “But if I don’t scrub, I have to think. And thinking is expensive.”I am nineteen years old in this body. My parents, the people who share this house with me went to bed an hour ago. They didn’t say goodnight. They didn't look at me. To them, I am just an Omega. I am the girl who cleans the hearth and keeps the floor swept.“You’ve had better parents,” I whisper, rinsing the iron pot.“I have. The first ones were the best. They loved me so much it felt like a heavy blanket. I miss that blanket.”“The second ones were okay too,” I remind myself. “Until the war st

AmaraI have died two times and I am waiting for the third. My head feels like it is full of heavy stones, and every stone is a memory I don’t want to have. I am standing in my kitchen in this third life, but my brain is pulling me back to the second one. The second life. It won't let me go. It wants me to remember why I am so scared of the door."Amara, sit down," my father said.He was a Beta. That means he was strong and people listened to him, but he wasn't the boss of everyone. He was just the boss of making sure we were safe. He sat at our wooden table and pointed at the door."Tell me how many ways there are to get out of this room," he said."The front door and the window by the stove, Papa," I said. I was only seven then."Try again," he said. He didn't sound mean. He sounded like he was telling me a secret. "Look at the floor. Look at the roof.""The loose board under the rug?" I asked."Good," he said. "And the crawlspace above the pantry. Now, Amara, look at my hands. What

Amara"Is this really what it’s like?" I asked, and my voice sounded small, even to me. The trees stood so tall they scraped the sky, even the night sky. I’d never seen the sky without roofs or walls cutting it up before."What, the outside?" The man, the one who talked a lot, chuckled. "Yeah, sweet pea. This is it. No walls. Just... all of it." He pointed at nothing and everything with his chin. "Name's Zane, by the way. This quiet one is Aldric."The quiet one, Aldric, just nodded. He sat across the dying fire, staring at the trees. He didn’t smile, not even a little bit. Zane, though, he grinned. His eyes were friendly."I'm Amara." I felt a little silly saying my name after being called 'sweet pea' and 'little bird' so many times already through the long walk."Amara," Zane repeated, like he was trying it out. He sounded nice when he said it. "Alright, Amara. First night out. You gonna be okay sleeping with all these trees?""I don't know," I said honestly. It was weird. The groun

ZaneI saw them leave the camp last night. I saw Aldric follow her into the dark. I didn’t say a word about it."You’re staring at the fire again," Aldric said. He was sitting across from me, poking the embers with a stick. He looked like he hadn't slept, which made one of us."I’m not staring," I said, putting on my best grin. "I’m contemplating the heat. It’s a very deep subject. You wouldn't get it.""You’re thinking about her," he said. He didn't even look up."I’m thinking about breakfast," I lied. "And how much my feet hurt. And how you look like you fell off a cliff and landed on your face. Did she hit you? Please tell me she hit you. I’d pay gold to see that."Aldric didn't laugh. He never laughs when I want him to. "She didn't hit me. We just talked.""Talked," I repeated. "How romantic. Did you discuss the weather? Or the fact that she told both of us to go to hell yesterday? Because I’m still stuck on that part. Nobody says no to us, Aldric. It’s not even an ego thing. It’s

Aldric“She is hiding things from us, Aldric,” Bram said.I did not stop sharpening my sword.I already knew every single thing he was about to tell me.My mind does not work like Zane’s. Zane looks at a person and sees a friend or an enemy. I look at a person and I see a system. I see the way their weight shifts. I see the way they breathe. I see the exits they pick.I had been watching Amara since the first night.I did not know why she did these things. I just knew she did them.“She knows things she shouldn’t know,” Bram said, sitting down across from me. “I watched her today. She was looking at the way you tied the horses. She wasn’t looking like a girl who wants to learn. She was looking like a person who knows how to undo it.”I ran the stone over the steel. It made a long, hissing sound.“I know,” I said.“You know?” Bram asked. He leaned forward. “How long have you known?”“Since the first night,” I said.Bram stared at me. He looked like he was trying to figure out a map tha