Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 77

Bonded to My Ex’s Alpha Brother

Chapter 77

Erin’s POV

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, watching the morning

light stretch across the wall. It had been four days since Derek had threatened me, humiliated me in front of the entire office, and fired me without giving me any chance to defend myself.

For four days, I had been hiding the fact that I was unemployed from my mother, pretending everything was normal, leaving the house each morning as if going to work, then spending hours at a coffee shop near our home until it was time to “return from Stone Group.”

My wolf curled into a tight, miserable ball deep inside me, barely responding even when I tried to reach her. The pain of rejection from our Soul Bond had affected her far more than it had me.

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I rolled onto my side, knees pulled to my chest. Despite the warm morning, I felt cold to my core. Derek’s angry expression, the golden flash in his eyes as he threw those photographs at me, absolute contempt in his voice–these memories played on an endless loop in my mind.

Amy and Jack were the only ones who knew the full truth. After leaving Stone Group, I had immediately called them, voice shaking as I recounted everything that had happened. They had been outraged on my behalf, insisting that Derek should have given me a chance to explain, that he should have trusted me. Their support was the only thing keeping me from completely falling apart.

I finally dragged myself out of bed, mechanically preparing for a new day. I had nowhere to actually go, but staying locked in my room would eventually raise my mother’s suspicions.

“Erin, dear, come down!” my mother called from downstairs, interrupting my thoughts. “You have a

visitor!”

A visitor? I wasn’t expecting anyone. I quickly checked my appearance in the mirror–pale face, dark circles under my eyes, hair carelessly pulled back into a ponytail. I looked exactly like what I was: a heartbroken, unemployed Omega wolf barely holding herself together.

“Coming!” I called back, splashing cold water on my face in an attempt to bring some color to my

cheeks.

As I emerged from my room and started down the stairs, I was surprised to see Amy standing in our living room, chatting animatedly/with my mother. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, and I immediately understood. She was here to drag me out of the house–probably to the weekend gathering I had reluctantly agreed to attend.

“You didn’t tell me you were going out today,” my mother said, her face brightening with relief.

“I’m not going out,” I replied flatly.

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Chapter 77

“Erin, dear, my mother said gently, “you’ve been working too hard lately. You should spend some time with your friends on the weekend. It would do you good.”

I knew what my mother saw–her daughter, focused on work, sacrificing her social life to support the family. If only she knew the truth.

“I don’t want to go, Mom,” I said, my voice small and dejected.

My mother approached me, placing her hands on my shoulders. “Erin, sweetheart. You work so hard during the week. You should go out with your friends on the weekend. It will make you feel better.”

I glanced at Amy, who was watching me with undisguised concern. Her usually cheerful face was now. etched with worry, her eyes silently begging me to accept her invitation. I knew my friends were worried about me–1–had barely responded to their texts over the past few days, refusing all their invitations to meet up. If I refused again, Amy would only worry more.

I sighed, feeling the weight of their expectations. “Fine,t conceded, “I’ll go.”

Amy’s face immediately brightened, relief washing over her features, “Great! I promise we’ll have

fun.”

“You will have her home by nine, my mother instructed, her tone gentle but firm.

“Of course, Mrs. Blackwood, Amy immediately agreed. “I’ll drive her home personally, no later than nine.

My mother nodded with satisfaction and returned to the kitchen, leaving Amy and me alone in the