After Death, My Alpha Brother Finally Break
The silver blade sliced across my throat, and I collapsed in a spreading pool of blood.
I called Ethan ninety-nine times. My brother ignored every single call, but on the ninety-ninth try, he finally picked up.
“What now?” Irritation dripped from every word. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already? I’m in the middle of planning Lyra’s coming-of-age ceremony, and if you don’t show up, I’ll make you regret it.”
“Ethan, please—help me—” My voice came out broken and ragged.
He hung up.
I tried reaching through our blood bond, desperate for him to feel something—anything at all—but he’d severed that connection two years ago. My phone battery was dying, and I watched the last bar flicker before
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