Todos los capítulos de Sleeping with my Mate’s brother: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Nyxaria“Why did you do it?”I couldn’t answer. I just stood there in my towel, staring down at Zade’s sprawling body on the floor.“I—I panicked!” I stammered, my hands shaking as the adrenaline started to fade.Valen cursed softly beside me, crouching down to wipe away the trickle of blood coming from his own nose.Not only did Zade catch me in Valen’s house, but the first thing I did was land a right hook straight to his jaw, knocking him clean out.“Fuck,” I whispered, running both hands through my damp hair as Valen grabbed Zade under the arms, hauling his dead weight into a sitting position against the wall.Even unconscious, my mate's jaw remained clenched tight, his wolf humming dangerously beneath his skin.“W-what do we do?” I asked Valen, watching him reset the nose Zade had broken without so much as a flinch.Zade had Alpha blood running through his veins. He’d be awake in less than a minute.“We wait.” Valen’s tone was so calm it spiked a wave of fury straight through my

NyxariaIt felt like I was living on borrowed time.”Nyx?” my mother’s voice called from behind the door, followed by a light knock.“Go away, please,” I muttered, not even bothering to lift my face from where it was buried in my pillow. My eyes were burning, and my throat felt bone-dry from how hard I’d been crying and the complete lack of fluids in my system.“Nyxaria, if you don’t open this door right now, I will get your father and brothers,” my mother threatened.I groaned, slamming my face into the pillow repeatedly to vent my frustration before finally forcing myself upright.I dragged my feet across the floor, taking my time to reach the handle before cracking the door open just an inch. My mother obviously wasn’t having it; she shoved it all the way open, and I flinched as light from the halls flooded the pitch-black bedroom.“It smells like a pigsty in here,” my mother said, kicking an abandoned bag of chips across the floor while I retreated to slump back onto my bed. “And

ViktorI was a simple creature.The wolves I’ve come across just had a pathetic way of dramatizing my track record.Sure, I’ve killed a hundred wolves here or there in my time, but what great leader hasn’t?Power wasn’t built on mercy. It was built on the depth of the blood you were willing to spill to keep your throne standing.“Daddy, look.” My youngest pushed her plate toward me, and a smile etched itself onto my face as I turned to face her.It was a sorry excuse for food art—a half-eaten grape tucked clumsily into the side of a whole one but I smiled wider for her benefit anyway.“It’s beautiful,” I murmured, patting her head softly.I’ve taken so many things out of life that very few things managed to make me happy. My youngest daughter was one of them.“Alina, stop playing with your food,” My wife said from beside me, her knife scraping against the porcelain plate as she cut into her steak.Elena seemed far less tense ever since Valen left….the diametric opposite of how I felt.

Nyxaria“Nyx, look! It’s you and Valen!”Goddess above, read the damn room, Alina.“That’s amazing, sweetie,” I muttered, flashing her a small smile as I stared at the poorly drawn stick-figure masterpiece she’d scribbled with red crayons, before refocusing on the customer stretched out on my tattoo bed.”What about me?” Katerina pouted dramatically at Alina, who gasped and rushed to grab another blank sheet of paper to start a fresh sketch.We both laughed along with our customer as Alina settled onto the floor, her tongue poking out the side of her mouth in utter concentration.”Go, Da Vinci!” Katerina cheered her on, while I wiped away the excess ink with a paper towel and kept the steady hum of my machine going.Da Vinci? Was that a rare species of bush rat or a fancy breed of goat?My eyes darted to the clock on the wall before dropping back to the stencil on my client's skin.1:45 PM. Fifteen minutes before I had to take Alina to the mall.I was trying to put together a surprise

NyxariaThree.Two.One.Three seconds. That was all the time I was allowed to catch my breath before the whip cracked against my bare back again.“Don’t you think we should stop?” one of the guards asked from behind me, but I didn’t even have the energy to lift my head. My body hung completely limp, the only thing keeping me upright being the silver shackles forged into the stone wall. “We were told to treat her like every other criminal suspect,” another replied coldly, followed by the violent crack of a whip tearing into my bare back.Aside from the coarse rag they’d shoved around my chest and hips, I was completely naked.“She’s the Alpha heir’s mate,” the first guard argued, his tone hesitant.“Well, he’s not our Alpha yet. And until he is, we don't take orders from him.”The first guard didn't argue further, and the assault resumed.Between every few strokes, they splashed bucket after bucket of salt water over my torn skin, burning deep into the raw flesh before I even had a se