All Chapters of My mate is my brother-in-law and the alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PrologueThe woods are so dark and creepy, like something out of a nightmare.The trees are huge and packed together, making everything feel even scarier. I can barely see a thing. My legs feel glued to the ground, and my heart is beating so loud I swear everyone can hear it. Every time I take a step, the leaves crunch, and it makes me want to stop moving altogether. I don’t want to make a sound.There are four werewolves surrounding us.They’re massive, way bigger than any werewolf I’ve ever seen back home. Their eyes are glowing like they’re really mad at us, but I don’t understand why. We didn’t do anything wrong! We were just traveling, heading to the Vanderwilson pack like Dad said, doing normal stuff. I’ve been good. I’ve done everything Dad told me to. So why are they so angry?“Get behind me, Agatha,” Dad says again, his voice all tense, so I quickly move behind him, my heart pounding harder. I grab his jacket, holding on like my life depends on it. It kinda does, though, righ

A few days later…The grand Vanderwilson mansion looms ahead like a castle pulled from a fairytale, its tall towers and ornate windows gleaming under the evening sky. But I can’t feel the magic. My heart races with every step I take toward the ballroom doors. It’s been years since I last set foot in a place like this, and I’m not sure I even belong here anymore. My hands tighten around the delicate folds of my gown as I stand just outside the massive double doors.The icy violet fabric cascades around me in soft waves, sparkling in the dim light with its intricate gold detailing that snakes down the bodice and fans out along the hem. The gown is beautiful, like something out of a dream, but it feels wrong on me, like a costume I’m forced to wear. I’m no longer the girl who used to attend these grand events with my family. That girl died long ago, the night I watched my father’s life slip away.I take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. My heart pounds so loudly in my ea

10 minutes later…The cold night air bites at my skin as I sit alone in the garden, trying to make sense of everything. My mind is racing, but it’s also clouded, as if I’m grasping at smoke. The night, the garden, the man... It’s all tangled up in my head like a jumbled puzzle, pieces that don’t quite fit together.I replay it over and over again. His deep brown eyes sinking into mine, his laugh, that strange connection we both felt. The kiss—just the memory of it sends a jolt through my body, my skin still buzzing with electricity. And then… how quickly it ended. How he walked away as if nothing had happened, leaving me standing there, alone in the garden, wondering if it was all just in my head.But it wasn’t, was it? It felt too real, too intense to be imagined. And yet, I don’t even know his name. I don’t know anything about him. He’s a stranger. A stranger who somehow made me feel more alive in a single moment than I have in years.My fingers fidget with a twig, snapping it in ha

 The next day...The drive back to Winter Hill feels like a slow descent into hell. I sit in the back seat, staring at the blur of trees and darkened roads. My mind replays everything that happened yesterday. Each moment pulls me deeper into a whirlwind of confusion, anger, and something else I can’t quite name.Lilly’s glowing face as she introduced Luis. The look in his eyes when I saw him in the garden—the same man I felt that strange connection with. I can’t stop thinking about him, even though I know I shouldn’t.But no matter how hard I try to push Luis from my mind, the image keeps coming back—his brown eyes, the way he looked at me, as if we were the only two people in the world. And now, knowing that he’s my sister’s fiancé makes it all so much worse.I sigh heavily, sinking deeper into the seat. The landscape outside the car window becomes even more distant as m

2 days later…The cab rumbles beneath me, the sound of the tires rolling against the road lulling me into a strange sense of peace. I clutch my bag tighter on my lap, staring out the window as the scenery flies by. My heart beats in a rhythm I can’t control—part excitement, part fear.The Vanderwilson mansion is just a few minutes away now, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I’m free. Free from Nick’s grip, free from the abuse, free from the darkness that has been suffocating me for years.But the freedom comes with its own weight.I can still feel the rush of adrenaline in my veins from earlier, the way my body trembled when I finally stood up to Nick. Ten minutes before the cab was supposed to arrive—that’s when I told them. Mom and Nick. I didn’t give myself time to think, didn’t give Nick a chance to stop me.I can still see the look on his face when I told him I was leaving for Vanderwilson."What do you mean