All Chapters of Fell For My Ex's Brother In Law: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"The first thing we need to do is call Liam," Marcus says, checking his phone. "I called him earlier, so he knows that Father is here at the hospital, but I need to update him. We're going to need his help, both with Jack Darlington and the press."Marcus makes a face and shakes his head, scrolling down his screen."What's wrong?" I ask."Only about the 35,000 missed calls I have from everyone from Mother to Joel's wife to about 16 different news agencies," Marcus sighs. "Damn it, what a mess. All right. Liam first. I'll step out into the hallway – is there a private place to make this call?" He addresses this question to Dr. Madison."I'll show you to the conference room on this floor," she says. "You can make the call in privacy from there."They leave together, and I'm left with the unconscious Alpha. I scoot over closer to his bed and take his hand in mine. It's very cold."I'll see about getting you another blanket or two," I murmur to him, reaching my other hand to sweep his hai

"How could this have happened?" Charles shrieks, flinging another paperweight across the room. It shatters against the fireplace, collapsing into shards of pottery dust and sharp corners. Darlene winces; she'd been rather fond of that one.They've met to discuss the matter at the Hardys' home, since the mansion is too risky. Too many ears everywhere, Charles seethes. Too many little spies, counterspies, working against him. The Alpha should be dead. That wretched little doctor should never have been able to save him."It's like she has a goddamn sixth sense," Charles says, pacing erratically. "No one was supposed to interrupt him for at least another hour, which would've given the poison time to finish its work."He always rests for two hours after lunch, no meetings or interruptions allowed. Of course, that's the one time that Dr. Goddamn Prism decides that rules don't apply to her, that she can request an audience with the Alpha during his private study time."And of course, instead

I find myself becoming fond of the investigator, Jack Darlington, almost immediately. I first meet him in the Alpha's hospital room, a couple of days before he's due to be discharged and sent home. I'd been sent to help Liam with the press the first time he came to see the Alpha and had missed him.The Alpha is in a private room, now that the danger has passed. He's just being kept for supervision for a few days, to make sure that everything is going as it should with his recovery. I spend almost all morning, every morning with him, and he's rapidly regaining his strength.Werewolves are fast healers – they sort of have to be, considering the changes their bodies go through when they transform into wolves and back. Safe in the hospital, away from the anxiety that he's about to be poisoned at any moment, the Alpha is able to relax and recover without stress.His body is taking advantage of the respite and repairing itself very well. The color in the Alpha's face has returned, and his e

"I just don't understand," Charis Robinson says to her son over family dinner. "I know they said it was a heart attack, but I also heard that a private investigator has been at the mansion, asking questions." "Who told you that?" Charles asks, his fork freezing mid air. "I haven't heard anything about a private investigator. And I'd think I'd be the first to know." Charis shrugs. "I have friends in high places, too, you know.

Charles leans back in the seat of his car, silently stewing as his driver maneuvers around the streets to take him to the Hardy residence. He and Daisy are having dinner with Paul, Darlene, and Becki tonight, to discuss what the hell they're going to do next. Brodie was smart to get out while he did, Charles thinks grumpily as he watches the city lights zip past out the window. Becki's twin brother left for a study abroad program in France at the beginning of the summer, and Charles wonders if he'll ever even return.