Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Wrong Brother's Bite: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Voices drifted through the heavy steel door as my eyes fluttered open, the sharp agony in my skull reduced to a dull, throbbing ache.My throat burned with dry heat, every breath tasting like desert dust. A short, lean wolf held a silver stethoscope against Marnie’s chest, his golden eyes scanning her vitals. In the doorway stood a massive warrior, his intense gaze fixed on the doctor.“What are you going to do with us?” Marnie rasped, her voice trembling as she clutched the thin blanket to her neck.“I am merely Dr. Peregrine Shaw,” the doctor replied, his formal accent cutting through the quiet cell. “I am here to ensure your body recovers from the silver strain. You must eat and hydrate.”He turned, catching me watching him from my cot. I instantly tensed, my muscles locking as he stepped toward me.“What is your name?” Dr. Shaw asked, clicking open a penlight and shining it directly into my pupils, forcing me to wince and pull back.I kept my mouth shut, staring straight ahead as

“Do not test my patience today, Fergus,” I warn, my voice echoing off the reinforced concrete walls of the Fenmore Pack Estate underground corridor.Fergus Calloway just sneers, adjusting his heavy tactical collar as he steps away from the secure medical wing. “Just checking on the pack assets, Alpha. Someone has to make sure the rogue trash doesn't chew through our wiring before Alistair decides what to do with them.”I glare at him until he turns and hurries down the hall, but the restless itch beneath my skin doesn't fade. My wolf is pacing agitatedly in the back of my mind, scratching at my ribs and demanding I check the surveillance feeds in the security wing. For seven agonizing days since I pulled Eira Montrose’s bruised, bloody body out of that burning Veysey safe house, I have spent hours watching her through the digital lenses of the security cameras.I swipe my thumb across the biometric scanner, the heavy steel door sliding open with a pneumatic hiss. The monitoring room i

I followed Bramwell out, my pulse hammering against my ribs as he walked beside me, his large hand resting flat on my lower back. I fiddled nervously with the hem of my T-shirt, feeling the oppressive weight of his Alpha aura. He reached the heavy steel door at the end of the corridor and pressed his thumb against the biometric pad.“I should have severed your finger,” I mumbled, keeping my eyes fixed on the floor.Bramwell chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated straight through my spine. “Don’t tease me, darlin’.”I shook my head, keeping my jaw locked. He was insane. The lift doors slid shut with a smooth hiss, trapping us in the small space where his intense heat and the rich scent of his pine-and-cedar coat hit my senses with terrifying force. I didn't pull away as the lift ascended. The doors opened to reveal dark timber floors extending toward a wide picture window at the far end, showing the dense pine tree line of Willowmere District beyond the reinforced glass. Bramwel

“Do you prune them like that yourself?” I ask, stepping closer to the wide wooden table by the window, my eyes tracing the delicate, twisted branches of the bonsai trees.“No, I buy them mature, but they need constant care,” Bramwell rumbles, setting the roll of medical tape back into the satchel. “You have to trim the wild shoots before they choke the main stem.”I hum softly, a small, unexpected piece of the Bramwell Kersey puzzle sliding into place. The lethal executioner of the Fenmore Pack, a warrior built for war and slaughter, spent his rare quiet moments meticulously caring for fragile highland trees.I tidy up the gauze pads, closing the leather satchel with a sharp click.“Do I get a kiss to make the pain go away, little healer?” He bats his dark eyelashes at me, making his rough, scarred face look ridiculously comical.A sudden, light laugh bubbles up from my chest. When was the last time I actually laughed? It felt like a lifetime ago, before the Veysey Pack dragged me int

My skin tingles against Eira Montrose’s smooth, warm body as the morning sun filters into the room. I woke up hours ago, staring down at her resting beside me, and made a permanent vow never to spend another waking moment without her within arm's reach.The instant I decided she was mine, my entire world shifted on its axis. Before her, my universe revolved strictly around Alistair Fenmore, pack tactical operations, and executing wet work for the Fenmore hierarchy. My bonsai trees were my only outlet, keeping the dark, violent impulses in check that naturally came with being an Alpha executioner. But everything has changed.The man I was before Eira and the man I am right now are entirely different beasts.Fortunately, Alistair wasn't shocked at how completely and utterly I've fallen for my mate. While I hated the thought of him threatening her during our initial debrief, I knew deep down he would never actually harm a hair on her head. Unless, of course, she drove a sharpened toothbr