His Unwanted Alpha Is His Brother's Queen Now のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

Lacey and I had our mating ceremonies on the same day.Unlike last time, I was the one sent to Caleb’s suite. He looked at me, his voice like ice."Tessa, you’re the one who forced your way into the Hale family, not me. Let’s get one thing straight: I love Sophia. If you want this life, you’ll spend it in an empty bed. Don’t expect a Luna’s mark from me."I nodded calmly. "Fine."Caleb looked like he’d swung a punch and hit nothing but air.In our last life, Lacey had screamed and thrown a fit at those words. Caleb, wanting to humiliate her, had bolted to Sophia and stayed away for days.I decided to lay my cards on the table. "Caleb, keep seeing Sophia. I’ll even cover for you. But on one condition: you respect me in front of the pack."He studied me for a long beat. "You’re actually okay with that? Fine. Deal.""Good," I added. "Just keep your girl on a leash. Don't let her come crying to me."Caleb scoffed. "As long as you don't start drama, she wouldn't waste her time on you."Righ

Caleb and I pulled up to the house, but Sophia was already there, blocking the driveway. She was fuming."Caleb! I only bribed the staff at the Pack House for you! How dare you fire her!"Caleb snapped. "Oh, so now you’re the victim?"Sophia pointed a shaking finger at me. "Would I have to do it if you actually made me feel secure? Ever since she showed up, you’ve changed! I told you I was done, and you didn't even try to chase me!""What does Tessa have to do with this? Sophia, I never realized how delusional you could be when you’re in the wrong!""You’re actually taking her side? Fine. Great! Caleb, we are over!" Sophia scrambled into her car, sobbing, and floored it down the street.Caleb looked like he wanted to go after her, but his pride won out. He grabbed my arm and marched me inside. "Let’s go. Let her go."We’d been up since dawn for the ceremony and hadn't even touched a bite of food. The first thing I did was order the household staff to fix breakfast. Per Hale tradition,

The Vance estate was buzzing. Every social-climbing relative we had was there, eager to sniff out the new power dynamics.Lacey was at the center of it, draped in a high-necked sweater and slacks, soaking up the flattery. If it weren’t for the dark circles under her eyes and her sallow skin, I’d have thought the footage Riley sent me was a fever dream."Tessa’s here?" Lacey called out, her eyes darting pointedly behind me. "Everyone’s been waiting. Where’s Caleb? Didn't he bother to show up for the Bonding Visit?"I felt a cold smirk tugging at my lips. In our last life, Caleb had ditched her for this exact event, and she hadn’t been nearly this smug about it then.When I stayed silent, Lacey decided to go for the throat. She assumed he was with Sophia. "This is unacceptable! What could possibly be more important than paying his respects to Mr. and Mrs. Vance?"Everyone knew Caleb was a trust-fund flake. What "important business" could he have? The relatives started whispering, casting

Three days later, Caleb ran into me at the office, slapping his forehead as the memory finally clicked."I totally spaced on the gala night. How did you even get home?"I just stared at him.Caleb looked sheepish and confessed, "I couldn't get out of bed yesterday—missed a whole day of work. It won't happen again, I swear."I shook my head and walked past him.Caleb scrambled after me, trying to get back in my good graces. "Look, I messed up, okay? It was a heat-of-the-moment thing. But seriously, how did you get back?""Damon dropped me off.""What?!" Caleb’s face twisted. "He’s our direct competitor, Tessa. You have to watch out for him!""He’s a rival, but he’s also a Pack partner. We’re all working for the same bloodline."Caleb’s brow furrowed even deeper. After a long, guilty silence, he mumbled, "I... I gave my bonus shares to Sophia. I’d promised them to her months ago. I couldn't say no."I’d already braced myself for that. My mind was actually on Damon—I’d been wondering what

Three years later.I stepped out of the spa, reaching for my car door, when a blunt force struck the back of my head. Everything went black.When I came to, I was staring into a pair of deep, calculating eyes I knew all too well.Damon.My heart hammered against my ribs. I scrambled to get up, only to realize I was thousands of feet in the air. We were on a luxury private jet, surrounded by a crew of scarred, lethal-looking Rogues.Damon hadn’t been idle for the last three years. After his exile, he’d used his connections with rival packs to gather a militia of outcasts. Riley had kept me updated on his progress; Damon had built a small, bloody empire by raiding border settlements and running errands for the underworld.This plane and these men were the spoils of his three-year war.Damon walked toward me, leaning down to inhale my scent with a look of pure obsession. "I haven't spent a single second of the last three years not thinking about you. Welcome home, babe."A chill ran down