All Chapters of Oh My Goddess! I Woke Up Mated To My Obsessive Alpha Brother: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I immediately close the distance between Sophie and I, dropping to one knee, and pulling her into a warm hug. “It is okay, princess,” I murmur, burying my face in her hair and kissing the top of her head. “Mommy is just very tired. She had a very long and stressful afternoon.” “Is she mad at me?” she asks, pulling back slightly, her big, innocent eyes looking up at me as they pool with unshed tears. “No, my sweet girl. She could never be mad at you,” I assure her, rubbing her small back soothingly. “She just needs a little quiet time to herself. How about we go to the kitchen together? Let us see if the chef made those chocolate chip cookies you love so much.” “Yay, I'm so happy,” she cheers as I lift her, heading to the kitchen. ~~~ I spend the next twenty minutes sitting at the kitchen island with her. I listen to her talk about her day, and the past few days I wasn't around, and she even mentioned Adrian's sister staying a few days. I nod and smile, doing everything in my pow

Adrian cums inside me, grunting. “I love you,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my sweaty forehead. I am too drained, too hollowed out by the horror of what I have just done to even react. I stare blankly at the ceiling. I wish I could rip his throat and kill myself. Cassian will never forgive me. He always made it clear. But my little girl needs me; how can I leave her alone in this world? “What did you do to the others?” I force the words past the dry lump in my throat. “And Sophie?” “Nothing, I just compelled them to never come up.” That gets a reaction from me. I look at him with wide eyes. “You… you know about shifters?” “Blair, you're too clever to act this dumb. How did I know you were my mate? I don't just know; I'm a part of you. It's clear Cassian did not tell you the whole story. Cassian and I are twins. We are both your mates.” I gasp at the revelation, suddenly recalling Cassian's words at the hospital. He meant every single word literally. I blink back the hot t

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Cassian: ~~~ I blame myself. A month ago, desperate to numb the agonizing pain of Angel's rejection, I sought out a hidden bar. The owner is a werewolf, and he keeps a special reserve for our kind. It is heavy liquor spiked with wolfsbane, potent enough to actually make an alpha drunk. Late into the night, I finally stumbled out into the parking lot. The heavy fog of alcohol clouds my mind, but my instincts flare up. Someone is following me. I rounded a corner, pressing myself into the shadows, and waited to ambush my pursuer from behind, and I caught him. It was Adrian. He stood there with a smug grin, revealing that he spoke with Ruth. He knew he was a Lycan prince. Worse, he found out Angel is his fated mate after undergoing a ritual. Hearing those words from his mouth snapped the last shred of my restraint. I already killed Brandon to protect what is mine. I do not care if Adrian shared my blood. I will execute anyone who thinks they can stake a claim on my mate. I lunge

The moment those words leave my lips, Cassian blinks once, then twice, as if his brain has now finally registered my words. But is that it? Suddenly, a sound escapes his chest. It is a choked, wet laugh mixed with a feral growl of triumph. He drops to his knees on the floor between my legs, his large hands shaking visibly as he reaches out to cover my hands resting on my stomach. “Doubt you?” he breathes, his voice thick with raw, overwhelming emotion. “Never. Angel, I could never doubt you. I can already feel my own blood, my own scent, radiating from you. A baby. Our baby.” He presses his face gently against my stomach, kissing the bare skin with a reverence that makes my heart ache in the best possible way. I run my fingers through his thick, dark hair, letting my happy tears fall freely onto his shoulders. He stands up suddenly, wrapping his massive arms around my waist, and lifts me right off the bed. He spins me around the bedroom, burying his face in the crook of my neck,