Todos los capítulos de Rejected By My Brother’s Alpha Best Friends : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

BRIELLE'S POVI caught Tristan's eye over Elena's shoulder and mouthed, what is he doing here?Tristan's brow furrowed. He mouthed back, slow and deliberate, I don't know."Hunter." Alexander's voice carried easy warmth, oblivious to everything simmering beneath the porch light. "Didn't expect you tonight.""Elena mentioned she was stopping by, figured I'd tag along and say hello." Hunter's smile didn't waver, didn't so much as flicker in my direction. "Hope that's alright.""Of course. Stay for dinner, both of you." Alexander was already turning toward the door. "I'll have the kitchen set two more plates.""That's kind of you." Elena hesitated on the top step. "But I don't want to intrude on a family evening—""Nonsense. You're part of the project now. Might as well be part of the table." Alexander waved her inside with the easy authority of a man used to people doing what he suggested.I stood frozen on the porch, watching my father orchestrate a dinner I had absolutely no interest

HUNTER'S POV"Tristan called me an hour ago." Axel's voice was tight, controlled. "Ranting. I've never heard him that angry, not even back then.""What did he tell you?""Enough." Axel dragged a hand through his hair. "That you said something to Brielle. About the kids."My stomach dropped. "It wasn't like that.""Then what was it like?"I didn't answer right away, and that silence said more than I wanted it to.Darius spoke up from the couch, quieter than Axel, but no less pointed. "You told her you think one of them might be yours.""I didn't plan to say it.""That doesn't matter." Axel's jaw was tight. "You said it. Before any of us agreed that was even something we'd bring up.""We never agreed on anything." I shot back before I could stop myself. "You two decided that on your own and expected me to just go along with it.""Because it was the smart move." Axel stepped closer. "She's barely tolerating any of us being near her. You think blindsiding her with a paternity question in

DARIUS'S POVShe's my daughter. Maybe.The pen snapped between my fingers before I even realized I'd been pressing down that hard.I dropped the two pieces onto the blueprint and stared at the ink bleeding into the third floor plan, the line I'd been redrawing for the last twenty minutes now ruined.Axel's face when he slammed the door last night. I could still hear it. Still feel the exact weight of the silence that followed."You look like hell."I didn't look up. "Thanks."Tristan leaned against my doorframe, arms crossed, studying me the way he used to study a bad hand of cards."You want to tell me what happened at Hunter's place last night?""No.""Didn't think so." He pushed off the frame, then paused halfway out the door. "Axel's not answering his phone. You know anything about that?""No.""Right." He didn't sound convinced. "Whatever it was, fix it before it bleeds into the project. I've got enough to manage."He walked off without waiting for a response.I picked up the rui

AXEL'S POVMy knuckles rested against the steering wheel for the fourth minute straight, engine off, phone face-down on the passenger seat.Darius's message still sat unread beneath the screen. I flipped it face-up once, read the first line, flipped it back down.You need to come back in. We need to talk this through, the three of us.I got out of the car instead.The design floor was quiet when I stepped off the elevator, quieter than it should have been this late in the afternoon.Her office sat empty but voices drifted from further down the hall, past the printers, near the conference room with the glass walls.Brielle. And Hunter.I stopped at the corner before either of them could see me.He was leaning against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, not touching her. His shoulders were pulled in tight, careful, the way a man stands near something he's afraid to knock over.She said something I couldn't hear. He answered, quieter than his usual register. Neither of them was smiling.

AXEL'S POV"No."The word came out before I'd fully processed the name, before the beer bottle even made it back down to the cart.My father's brow furrowed. "No?""Not her." I set the bottle down harder than I meant to. "Pick someone else.""Axel." He studied me the way he studied contracts, looking for the clause that didn't add up. "This is one of the most sensible matches available to us. Old family ties, a business relationship already in motion, a woman who's clearly capable of running a household and a company at the same time. What exactly is the problem?""There isn't a problem. She's just not an option.""That's not an answer.""It's the only one I've got."He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed now, patience visibly thinning. "You've been distracted for weeks. Short with staff, missing calls, driving home in the middle of the day for reasons nobody can explain to me. Now I offer you the most logical solution to secure this alliance and stabilize your position, and you sh