All Chapters of Fated to My Ex's Brother-In-Law: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Xavier’s POVI stirred in my sleep and found the hammock empty. My eyes snapped wide open. I was sure I had Zoe’s warm little form snuggled up in my side when I fell asleep. Where was she now? I cranked my neck to check if there was a light coming from the bathroom. Nope! I sat up and checked the time on my phone. It was around dawn. It was too early for anything. Especially considering how late we had fallen asleep. I felt a sudden tightening in my chest. ‘She left us.’ Spike whispered in despair and I scolded him, ‘Why would she do that?’ She wouldn’t do that to me. I thought to myself. I had given her no reason to abandon me in the middle of the night like a thief. ‘Then where is she?’ Spike asked sarcastically. ‘How would I know? I woke up with you.’ I retorted, getting up and finding my slippers. ‘She is so far from her home.’ Spike mused sadly. ‘You were the one gushing about how she is our mate.’ I rolled my eyes, looking for signs of her presence or absence. ‘So?”

Zoe’s POVI coughed and went straight to pour myself some water. I gasped at the cough, gulped the glass down, and then breathed heavily, trying to catch my breath. I felt eyes on me and looked at Claire who was staring strangely at me. Feeling uncomfortable due to her gaze, I looked around and saw that the kitchen was in disarray. Several pots and pans littered the whole place. Many vegetables and different types of meat were spread. “So, how did you say, you know Xavier?” Claire asked, walking around the kitchen table. Only then, did I realize the apron tied neatly around her thin waist. She was the one cooking. “Xavier is working on a case for me.” I decided to tell it like that. “Oh, so, you are his client?” She asked. “You can say that.” I did not like to be only his client but that kind of was the reality of us. I felt a pang in my heart and the green goblin of jealousy nudged at me. Why would I be jealous? Xavier had not promised me anything. “Are you looking for som

Zoe’a POVMaisie hugged me as I emptied my eyes.“You wanna talk about it?” She asked as she rubbed my back.I blew my nose in a tissue and shook my head. I knew I looked pathetic. I didn’t care.I had spent an hour crying over a guy who had reunited with his ex like she was his oxygen and he had been suffocating before.The worst feeling was due to the fact that Xavier and I were not exclusive. Technically, he wasn’t mine. He wasn’t cheating on me. He hadn’t betrayed me because he hadn’t promised me anything. I felt miserable for expecting too much.Maisie must’ve felt what was going on in my head because she proposed, “Alright, we are done mopping around for a guy. Let’s go out.”“MJ!” I exclaimed in disbelief. I just had my heart broken by a man who had no idea that he had broken it and here my best friend wanted us to go party.“Don’t look at me like that!” She replied, “If you stay in this room, you are going to keep crying and that will swell your eyes and give you bags under th

Xavier’s POVMy brain didn’t immediately register what she had said. So, I waited for her to repeat or resume. She didn’t. “Alpha King’s court?” I repeated. For some reason, I was finding it hard to accept the information that she had shared. The Alpha King of werewolves was something of a myth. We knew he existed but had no idea where he was and how he governed the werewolves. It was said that he had the strongest connection to the Moon Goddess. Nobody knew, but it was said, that he had special powers that no werewolf possessed. It was genetic. Even the most powerful of Alphas, myself included, had been searching for the Alpha King for centuries. How did Claire, an ordinary she-wolf from an ordinary pack, reach the Alpha King’s court? My confusion was clear, which is why she explained, “You know the research I was doing before everything?” I nodded. Claire has studied to be a genetic researcher. She had always been interested in unlocking the secrets of werewolf DNA and finding

Xavier’s POVWe had just entered our territory when Zoe started getting impatient. She pressed a few buttons here and there until I asked, “What are you trying to do?” “Music. I want music.” She smiled. She had never smiled this relaxed before. Being a werewolf, surrounded by werewolves, I had never gotten truly drunk or seen anyone get drunk. It was a human trait that our fast metabolisms never allowed us to feel. But since Zoe did not have a wolf, she didn’t have any of the perks that came with being a superorganism. I turned on the music player and let her find the soundtrack she preferred. She shuffled through a lot of stuff before landing on a song that I wouldn’t have expected from her. I recognized it as she started singing the lyrics at the top of her lungs, “He's got blue eyes, crooked smile Knows that he drives me wild Can't help myself, no, I'm not in denial I know he's no good for me But when he gets down on his knees,” She looked at me shamelessly as she traced