All Chapters of HIS BROTHER, MY MATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Cassian pov **** I woke to the incessant ringing of my phone, the shrill sound cutting through the remnants of sleep that still clung to my mind. With a reluctant groan, I rolled over and reached blindly toward the bedside table, searching for the device. My fingers finally wrapped around it. I glanced at the screen. “Cassian.” The moment I heard my father’s voice, whatever traces of drowsiness remained vanished. I immediately sat upright, my brows drawing together as I listened. “The succession ceremony for your brother is scheduled to take place in three weeks. You are expected to return to the estate by tomorrow to begin preparations. As the younger son of the Alpha, you will assume the position of your brother’s right hand.” My jaw tightened. Those words landed with the weight of a hammer against my skull. Of all the things I had wanted to hear that morning, this was certainly nowhere near the list. I had never possessed the slightest interest in pack poli

Elara’s pov --- After taking a shower, I slipped into my nightgown and prepared myself for bed. I moved toward the bed and slowly lay down, pulling the covers over myself. The night was quiet. A gentle breeze drifted through the slightly opened window, causing the curtains to sway softly. The insects chirped somewhere outside, their distant sounds blending with the peaceful rhythm of the night. Everything around me was peaceful. Yet inside my head, it was a storm. There was no peace. My thoughts were at war with one another. I stared blankly at the ceiling, desperately trying to force myself to sleep, but my mind kept drifting back to the awkward moment I had shared with Cassian earlier. The memory refused to disappear. The way his eyes had looked at me. The strange sensation that had coursed through me when he held me. And the way when I felt his body on mone brought so many strange thoughts into my head that I didn't know why I squeezed my eyes shut.

CASSIAN'S POV **** I had just stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and used another to dry the remaining droplets of water from my skin. As I looked down patting myself dry, something caught my attention. A shadow. Someone was peeking through the slightly opened door. I lifted my head up. Elara. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. she hadn't noticed I had seen her by the door. Deciding to ease the awkwardness, I spoke. "Are you planning on standing there all morning?" Before I could say another word, she turned around and bolted down the hallway. I couldn't help but chuckle. She reminded me of a child who had just been caught doing something wrong. Shaking my head with an amused smile, I returned my attention to drying myself and thought nothing more of it. --- The following day, after spending nearly three weeks confined to the mansion, I was beginning to feel suffocated. The endless meetings. The responsibilities. T

KIERAN’S POV **** Today was the day. The day I had spent my entire life preparing for. Tonight, I would finally become Alpha of the Thorne Pack. Yet, despite everything I had been taught about duty and leadership, I couldn't deny the conflicting emotions happening inside me. Part of me was excited. Another part was terrified. Becoming Alpha meant inheriting more than a title. It meant inheriting the responsibilities, burdens, and expectations that came with it. The lives of an entire pack would soon rest on my shoulders. But regardless of how I felt, there was one thing I knew. Yesterday, after seeing Elara, I had felt considerably better. Being with her had been like taking my first breath after being underwater for far too long. She had always been my escape from the pressures surrounding me. And tonight, as I stepped into my new role, I wanted her beside me. I spent the rest of the day preparing for the succession ceremony. Every detail had to be perf

CASSIAN’S POV --- The night before, I had been the one to carry Elara upstairs after she passed out at the celebration. And for some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Even now, the memory remained vivid in my mind. The softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. The delicate features of her face. The way she had looked so vulnerable in my arms. I had barely slept. Restlessness had kept me awake throughout the night, and by the time I finally dragged myself out of bed, it wasn't even seven in the morning. But there was only one thing on my mind. Elara. I needed to see her. I made my way down the hallway toward her room. When I finally reached her door, I raised my hand to knock. Then I hesitated. What if she didn't want to see me? After everything that had happened between us, I didn't want to pressure her or make her feel as though I was forcing this bond upon her. I took a deep breath and finally knocked softly. A few seconds passed. Then I