All Chapters of ENTANGLED WITH HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

SCARLETT Tomorrow, everything would be fine. Mom and I had been rehearsing her confession for the past four days or so, and we’d finally gotten a hang of it without her breaking into tears mid sentence. I was genuinely proud of her and how far she’d come, accepting her faults and making amends wasn’t something she usually did. We’d also bonded over the past few days and started to see each other as friends rather than mother and daughter and it was such a refreshing turn of events for both of us, I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us as our bond strengthened. A smile was plastered on my face while I stared at the mirror and thought things over. However, that smile immediately faltered and morphed into dread when I heard a woman’s shrieking scream from downstairs followed by a loud thud. Curious, I threw on the first shirt I laid eyes on and hurried downstairs to find out what chaos had broken loose. When I got to the main door, I spotted it ajar with a maid’s bo

BLAKEI knocked again, despite being ignored every single time that I had in the past four days. “Scarlett, sweetheart,” I breathed, leaning against her door and not caring that it was creasing my nearly ironed suit, “I and the guys are heading out for a council meeting, please eat some of the chicken soup I made you, and call if you need anything while we're out.”I heard something drop and I gasped, “Are you okay in there, baby?” When she didn't respond, I sighed, a fresh bout of shame and guilt drowning me. I was the reason for her pain, for everyone’s pain in this house, and I didn't even deserve a response from her in all fairness. “Let her ride this wave at her own pace, Blake,” Logan said while walking past me, “We’re late for the council meeting, so come down now,” he called out loudly as he ran down the stairs. I swallowed hard before turning around and going after him, faintly hearing Alex’s voice in the living room as I made my way. Unlike myself, Alex and Logan engage

SCARLETTI blinked once. Twice. Thrice. It had to be a dream, I must've drifted asleep without noticing it, and that sound was nothing but a vivid echo from my dream. All I had to do was pinch myself hard enough to wake up fu—“Oh my god!” I shrieked, cut off when I heard a much louder and closer explosion. It’s not a fucking dream, Scarlett, get your ass up and get out of this house, My wolf cautioned when I remained glued to the bed. I stayed put for a while, too grief-stricken to move a muscle. But the moment I heard heavy grunting downstairs, I jumped out of bed and threw on the first thing I could find before rushing out of my room. The only reason I found that energy was because I sensed that those grunts belonged to the Vaughn brothers and I couldn't just sit back without knowing if they were okay, it didn't matter whether I was grieving or thriving. “Scarlett, go back inside!” Logan yelled as soon as I reached the stairway. I paused in my tracks, taken aback by the rogue

SCARLETTI walked closer to the screen, my legs wobbling with every step.A dizzy feeling struck and made my head throb when I confirmed that it was indeed my name on the header of the document Blake was signing. My charming, blameless, thoughtful, bubbly, free-spirited Blake?No, it couldn’t be.“Yes, it could and it has been, dear,” Harland responded, making me realize that I’d said that thought out loud.I knew I shouldn’t ask for more, but I couldn’t help it, “And what’s this long game operation about? There has to be a good reason Blake was part of it, he couldn’t have been paid to betray me, he has enough to last him and generations to come.”That was my attempt at convincing myself that he was innocent, that he was nothing but the amazing man I’d come to love and care for.“You might want to sit down for this, judging from how hard you’re swimming in denial, you’ll drown real quick if you remain on your feet,” Harland was making himself awfully comfortable on the couch as he sp

SCARLETTThe car ride to Logan’s place was silent, dreadfully so.I was looking out of the window wishfully, praying with all my might that the evening breeze and the faint signs of the sun setting would ease my broken heart. I felt tears dampen my cheeks every now and then but I didn’t wipe them away, I just made sure to keep my face hidden from Logan’s view as he drove so as to not worry him.He was such a sweetheart to have gotten burnt on my behalf, I didn’t want to burden him with any more of my issues.Thoughts of how Blake welcomed me from the very evening I joined them for dinner at the Vaughn mansion assaulted my memory and my heart squeezed so painfully that it ached physically. I sighed deeply and harshly pushed some hair out of my face as I realized that every moment from that day until this morning when he kissed me goodbye was a fucking lie.All of it, lies. Bloody lies.I wrapped my arms around my torso, hugging myself tightly as I choked back harder sobs. I thought of