All Chapters of Brother-in-law Is My Chosen Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chloe.  Rachel's eyes widened as I explained to her, “You mean… they met…”  I nodded, “They did,” I furrowed my brows,feeling sick. Everything pointed to me, I was the cause of it, “It's my fault,” my voice cracked as I whispered. “It's all my fault.”  My eyelids trembled as tears threatened to spill over, how did everything come to this point? Rachel's arms curled around me, and my tears spilled over. “It's not your fault, Chloe,” Rachel whispered. “You need to calm down okay.”  

My heart pounded as I stared at Mark, his vague words echoed in my mind, ‘It's not safe for you to know, Chloe.’  But I needed to know, I thought. He couldn't expect me to act like nothing happened and everything was fine, what could he be hiding? My thoughts wandered as I stared at him.  “What is it, Mark,” I pressed, my voice shaking lightly. “I deserve to know,” I stared at him, my heart racing. Mark's eyes fixed on mine as he slowly contemplated, I could hear the gears in his mind clicking into place already. He sighed, and a pang of concern hit me, he looked exhausted. “Okay, fine…” Mark’s eyes locked on mine, “I'll tell you.”  My breath caught in my throat as he began speaking.  “I came back, to find something,&rd

Chloe. My breaths were shaky as I stared at where Pascal had been standing just moments ago. His words still echo in my mind. My body shuddered, Mark's life was in danger. “You should go home,” Mark's face was dark like an impending storm as he spoke. “I have some things to do, I can't take you back,” Mark turned to leave. “Mark, wait,” my breath caught and I clutched his hands, “You shouldn't…” “You have to leave, now,” Mark snapped coldly, as he turned to glare at me, his eyes glowed. “Leave now!” My heart skipped a beat, Mark looked on the brink of lashing out. But I couldn't leave him, not like this. “No,” I shook my head, “I'm not leaving, we have to talk. You…” I gasped as Mark wrenched his hand out of my grasp. “Leave,” His eyes softened for a brief second, regaining their human look before it was gone, replaced by a feral look. “Mark,” I gasped but he was already gone, his body morphing into a werewolf as he disappeared into the trees. Where was he going? My heart thudd

Mark. My heart pounded as I stared at the derelict building, the blare of the fire service trucks filled the air. My hands tightened around my cell phone, and the memory of Chloe's words echoed in my mind. My nerves tightened as I watched the firefighters battle it out with the raging flames. I could hear their shouts as they communicated, waves of guilt crashed into me with every lifeless body that was brought out. A mix of guilt and relief when I didn't see Chloe's body brought out. No! She couldn't be dead, I clenched my hands tightly, staring at the building of what was once my company. My eyes reddened as I watched the rescue efforts, I stood there for hours, waiting, hoping. A stab of pain coursed through me as I stared at the building of what was once my company, who could've done this? my eyes narrowed as thoughts swirled in my head. I cursed the fact that I couldn’t transform and storm the building to find Chloe. “Mr. Mark?” one of the firefighters approached me, his clo

Mark. The air was tense as I glared at Vincent, ready to take action. How dare he? My eyes glowed, my wolf snarling, trying to take the reins. Chloe, waves of rage burst out of me. “You have one last chance, Vincent,” I roared. “I could tell you the same, Mark,” Vincent smiled, but his eyes held a murderous glint. “You're nothing but an illegitimate child trying to bite off more than he can chew,” Vincent spat as he glared at my men in the surroundings. “Is this who all of you are willing to lower your heads too? this… fool?” An outburst burst out amongst the men as they all glared at Vincent, I felt a small joy as I saw their response, these were my men. “Enough talk,” I scoffed, my rage already exceeding my threshold. I snarled, about to change. “Hold it right there,” a voice shouted in our ears, and a piercing pain erupted in my head, I groaned as I stumbled to the ground, clutching my head. Vincent wasn't doing any better, he got down on one knee and held his head as well, his