All Chapters of My mate is my brother-in-law and the alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

2 weeks later… The three weeks leading up to Lilly’s wedding pass in a blur. Everything is happening so fast, and yet, it feels like I’m moving in slow motion. College hasn’t been the fresh start I hoped for. Instead, it’s been... isolating. I had imagined that starting university would be this big, exciting chapter of my life. New people, new experiences, a chance to escape Nick and everything back in Winter Hill. But now that I’m here, nothing feels right. I haven’t made a single friend, and the loneliness is suffocating. Even Amelia, who was so warm and bubbly when I first arrived, has become... different. She acts like a completely different person when we’re on campus. At first, I tried to ignore it, brushing it off as her just being distracted or having a bad day. But it’s more than that. She’s rude, cold, and makes these snide, backhanded comments that leave me feeling like I’m walking on eggshells around her. And I swear she’s targetin

01:01 am… The kitchen is dimly lit, shadows stretching across the floor as the silence thickens between us. Luis and I stand there, facing each other, and I feel the weight of all the unspoken words, the truths neither of us can bring ourselves to admit. The space around us seems to shrink until it’s just the two of us, locked in this moment, connected in ways I can’t fully understand but feel deep in my bones.A soft sigh escapes me, and my voice comes out in a whisper, filled with a vulnerability I rarely allow myself to feel. “Sometimes, in moments like this… I miss my dad. It’s like I still hear his voice, especially when things get too hard.” I pause, looking down as a wave of emotions I’ve held back for years begins to rise. “He was my everything. Losing him felt like… losing myself.”

The Vanderwilson estate glimmers with an unsettling beauty tonight. Crystal chandeliers throw a gentle cascade of light over the finely dressed crowd, illuminating a scene fit for royalty. Every inch of the space is swathed in elegance, roses and lilies intricately woven together to symbolize the unity of two powerful families. Yet beneath the polished perfection, unease permeates, a tension too thick to ignore. Even the small groups gathered in laughter seem subdued, glancing around nervously as though expecting something terrible to happen at any moment.The recent news of rogue wolves attacking our pack members hangs heavily over us all, like a dark cloud looming over the light-hearted celebration. Whispers ripple through the hall, and though no one dares speak too loudly, the tales of bloody attacks are inescapable, traded between guests who think no one’s listening. The guards stationed by every doorway and the furtive glances between guests make it clear—the wolves are not as

I stare at him, a dozen questions spinning through my mind, but none of them make it to my lips. My anger softens, just a little, replaced by a kind of dread I can’t ignore.“So, that’s it then?” My voice is quieter now, almost hollow. “You married Lilly because it was necessary… to protect the pack?”He nods, his face etched with a weariness I hadn’t noticed before. “My father insists on it. He doesn’t understand any other way to strengthen our standing. He won’t let the pack be vulnerable to outside threats. Not again.”The weight of his words settles into me, dragging me down with it. I realize that this isn’t just about Luis or Lilly or me; it’s about something much bigger. An entire world I barely understand, with power plays a

I move into my new dorm room with the bare essentials. The university feels distant and unfamiliar after all that happened back at the mansion, the cold reminder of the attack still clinging to me. It wasn’t long ago that I’d looked forward to the quiet of these halls, the endless nights of study sessions, getting away from my old pack, getting away from Nick, the carefree laughs with friends, and the steady rhythm of a life separate from the Vanderwilson pack.But now? Everything is different.Caroline, my Lycan, is quiet this morning. It’s odd since she’s usually chattering or throwing sarcastic comments my way. Ever since she arrived, she’s been a shadow I can’t shake off—and surprisingly, I wouldn’t want to.“Oh, come on. Just because I like to talk doesn’t mean I’m a shadow. Besides, admit it—you’d miss me if I went silent.” Caroline’s voice is a playful hum in my head.I let out a soft laugh. She’s right. In an odd way, Caroline’s presence has been my lifeline, especially sinc