Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother

Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother

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By:  Undercover Ostrich.  Completed
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After losing her mother to royal games and securing her revenge, Alba Crane leaves Ketria after her eighteenth birthday, carrying two dangerous secrets. Eight years pass, and a coincidental meeting with her stepbrother, the new Lycan king, has her back where she lost everything, chained and bound for his revenge as he unravels all her hidden secrets. Marko Ivanov desires to be the greatest ruler of Ketria. He would do anything for his dream to come to fruition; right the wrongs of his father, marry the perfect queen that would strengthen his Kingdom, and live a repressive scandal-free life. However, all his efforts shatter at the realisation that the person he hated most in the world, his irresponsible 'runaway' stepsister, is his mate. Blinded by his desire for revenge for the havoc she wreaked before her departure, Marko keeps Alba bound to Ketria using everything he can, including their mate bond. When using the lust between them as revenge spirals beyond their control, blurring the lines between love and hate, their inevitability dawns. Will the two enemies in heat reconcile their differences to find a way for the existence of their scandalous happy-ever-after, or will they settle for dragging each other to ruin at the cost of everything? ** "Which part of him aroused you? Or was it that you played naughty games under the table?” "Is that something you should ask your sister?” "Step.” The Lycan King growls in correction.

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Chapter One: Scent

“What number does this one make?”“It’s called dating, Violet.”I explain as I press my body to the glass counter containing potions with eye-catching titles like ‘relive your happiest moment’ or ‘spend five minutes with your lost loved ones’.Though the humans in the town would deem this shop a ‘mystic gothic store’, demeaning its actuality to belief, my best friend, Violet, is a real witch.My phone buzzes and a reminder for my upcoming date pops up.“Imagine having so many dates that you must put reminders on your phone lest you break the heart of someone’s son. Your confidence in still referring to that as dating is baffling.”I laugh sarcastically at her comment as she slides my order toward me in a glass box that I open instantly.She makes no secret of her disapproval of my consistent use of the concoctions she brews; she even changed their packaging from a warm orange liquid to a glittery dark blue that looked downright unpalatable.To emphasise my protest to her protest, I do

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Isa Ann
Gosh! glad this book is already complete~ so I can binge reading It. hehehe. thank u thorrr
2023-07-16 06:33:19
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katsil
Nice book!
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Lolad
I’m loving this book!
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bumblebee1993
OMG. ...Love the bonus chapter!!!!
2023-04-02 00:01:59
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Erin Beth
This book is really good so far.
2023-03-17 08:34:18
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Undercover Ostrich.
Hello, author here. Thank you for taking an interest in the book and for your support; I appreciate it. Please note: I will be updating twice daily, with a maximum of 4 days absent for when 'life gets lifing'. Thank you, and I appreciate you.
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interesting. I enjoyed it.
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Chapter One: Scent

“What number does this one make?”“It’s called dating, Violet.”I explain as I press my body to the glass counter containing potions with eye-catching titles like ‘relive your happiest moment’ or ‘spend five minutes with your lost loved ones’.Though the humans in the town would deem this shop a ‘mystic gothic store’, demeaning its actuality to belief, my best friend, Violet, is a real witch.My phone buzzes and a reminder for my upcoming date pops up.“Imagine having so many dates that you must put reminders on your phone lest you break the heart of someone’s son. Your confidence in still referring to that as dating is baffling.”I laugh sarcastically at her comment as she slides my order toward me in a glass box that I open instantly.She makes no secret of her disapproval of my consistent use of the concoctions she brews; she even changed their packaging from a warm orange liquid to a glittery dark blue that looked downright unpalatable.To emphasise my protest to her protest, I do
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Chapter Two: The Lycan King

Had I smelled him before leaving the pack, I would never have taken more than two steps into this restaurant. But that’s the thing about glimpses into the future; information is never complete. So much for a unique wolf attribute. “Turn to me, Alba. I will not ask again.” This time, he speaks the words and waves off the server for privacy, privacy I could do well without. If I act any more suspiciously, he might catch on to the secrets I carry, so I turn and bow without meeting his gaze, yet even that minuscule act causes my animosity towards him to yield at the despicably enticing scent he exudes. “I greet his majesty, the Lycan King of Ketria.” I respond using the link he formed, and rather than free me from this hideous responsibility, he steps right before me and lifts my gaze from the inky blackness of his shoes to meet the silver of his eyes. Christ, but the man is the definition of perfection. His long white lashes and cropped silverish-white hair grant him an ethereal-l
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Chapter Three: Liar

My mouth widens at his question, I want to question his audacity, but his newfound nearness permits me to see the burning anger in his gaze under the streetlights.I have no obligation to answer him, yet my mind works feverishly at a defence.What is this incessant need to pacify him despite his anger being none of my responsibility? Especially when his scent remains the culprit to why my centre remains moist.I swallow dryly.The last thought triggers my awareness of his sexual magnetism, his large build that teases at the warmth of his hold, and the startling intensity of his gaze.I want to take a step back from him, but I am rooted in my spot by the part of me that longs to explore his features to discover how much I have missed in our time apart.I recoil at my thoughts by turning away from him, desperate for the space to collect myself, but his hand grabs my arm and pulls my body towards his.His hold is rough; why it thrills me can only be tied to my deviancy.“What is it about
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Chapter Four: Chained

Marko N. Ivanov “How could he do this? How could he do this to me?” Mother’s scream was audible through the halls, each question perfectly punctuated by the shattering of more hallway décor. With a mere announcement, the most regal wolf in the kingdom was reduced to hysterics—a sight he had never witnessed before. The butler was the first to shield Marko from the ferocious howls that followed. This act added to his tension by confirming that what was indeed wrong was diabolically irreparable. "Is there some sort of proof that they are mates?” His question came off with more emotion than he, as the heir to the throne, was permitted to portray. "His-" The butler hesitated, gazing left and right as though he was about to utter words that would endanger his life. “His majesty was the one to proclaim that, so we must believe his words. Even the elder council remains in disarray.” "What of mother? What becomes of her now?" That wasn’t what he wished to ask; what he meant to ask wa
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Chapter Five: Haze

"Did...did you just-" His heavy hand descends on my flesh once again before my question about the action’s occurrence solidifies. He...spanked me? The chain hanging from my freed hand is heavy; only his restrictive support permits it to stay above my head. Swinging it to his face is just as impossible as prying my hands from his hold. Again his hand falls upon my flesh, striking with such precision the spot that has just begun to heat as if intending my skin to blister. Why? Why does he only strike one place? "Are you ...in-insane?" Again, his hand falls on me, and a whimper escapes me this time. “Stop! You bast-!” Again…the same spot, effectively cutting my curse in its course. "Apologise." I don’t want to…! I struggle against his hold, and he seems to take that as my answer, so again, his hand falls on the precise sensitised spot that feels seconds away from searing. "Sorry." I utter quickly in such a low voice that his breathing could swallow its utterance. I did no
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Chapter Six: Common Sense

Alba’s blood purifies toxins. Marko repeated the thought in his head as if he could have misheard it. Suddenly, sitting felt like the worst position, so he stood, yet his legs felt too restless to keep still. Before long, he was pacing, trying his best to piece the information coming his way with his stirring emotions, but when he finally failed, he turned to the physician. “Explain it in a way that I can understand.” “Well!” She began excitedly with no heed to his tension. “When you first brought the former princess to me, every test I did said she overdosed on wolfsbane, but she was still alive, which is impossible! She should have died ten times over with the amount in her blood; that’s when it hit me; the amount of wolfsbane in her body was the reason she turned! Like an adverse reaction because her wolf form purifies faster.” Sharon paced as she prattled on words that did not make sense to him. Wolfsbane? Overdosed? What the hell? What more did Alba keep from him? “Get
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Chapter Seven: Reject Me

“How long have I been asleep?” The question slips from my lips as I struggle out of bed. “A little over a week.” A week? “I have never even had a nosebleed before,” I mutter as my feet hit the cold floor. A week has passed, and I am still in the silk gown, only now it is peppered in crimson droplets throughout its length. “Wow, your regeneration must be fast despite the wolfsbane in your system; imagine how it will be without?” I still at her cavalier words. I am uncertain when she started writing, but she scribbles furiously on her notepad while addressing me, almost as though she is studying me. “Wolfsbane?” Did I mishear her? “Yes! There was a ton of it in your system.” If she knows that, then…doesn’t his majesty? Good god, why is this happening? I am almost glad I insisted she doesn’t call him, but how much time will prepare me for what he intends with me now that my cards are on the table? “Is that why I collapsed?” “Partly,” She began. “Well, I think so. You we
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Chapter Eight: Spring Wedding

"I will." His answer comes with no hesitation that it stings despite the ‘rejection’ being my suggestion. I can understand his clarity; the outcome of our situation as 'stepsiblings' and ‘royals’ is inevitable. Yet even if we did not have those barriers to hide behind, I am certain rejection would have been the outcome; we are but a match made in hell. “Good.” I respond, hoping no emotion laces my voice. “I’d like to bathe; give me space.” He does not budge; he merely shakes his head from left to right and points to the bathroom. Great. I do not blame him for not trusting me; the thought of escape has not entirely left my mind. Any other time, I would have sassed him into submitting to my demand for bathing privacy, but I can feel tears whose origin I cannot fully place threaten to flood my eyes, so before they grow noticeable, I rush to the bathroom and shut the door to lean on it as they spill. Utterly ridiculous that I can feel this deeply over nothing, yet even my express
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Chapter Nine: Disappointing

Crazy. The Lycan has gone crazy...yet- Yet what? My hesitation is proof that he has not used his Lycan ability that makes wolves follow his command; but it is the forwardness, the simple desperation in his voice that makes me consider dropping my throbbing hand; yet if we solidify our bond in such a fashion, doesn’t that only spell misfortune? "No." In my head, my voice is firm, so why did it come off as a whisper? "Why?" The Lycan’s voice is rough as he asks the question as if he bore innocence to how twisted we make each other grow. 'Why?' I played with his question again in my mind. How many reasons did he have the time for? The first would be that I do not trust him. The second is that I do not have enough information on what he does or does not know about me; other than my wolf purifies and that I dosed in wolfsbane, what else is he withholding? The man I know, the man I ran from, is vindictive, so if there is more, I need it on the table. All of that aside, there is
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Chapter Ten: Madness

The Lycan’s hold on me had lessened, and I could no longer hide my arousal behind his aggression.After his trace of my bruised buttock, his restless hand lifts my hoodie, which matches the pants pooling on my ankles, to expose my chest to him. He tugs my bra low, settling my breasts atop them and while I wait for him to grant my stiff peaks attention, he doesn’t; it is as if he only meant them for his view."Please."I whisper, hoping he would, at the very least, soothe the rising need that threatened to claim the very air from my lungs; I almost sigh in relief as he presses his lips to my nipples, rubbing his softness against their stiffness so steadily that I hold my breath, ready for the feel of his warm moist tongue, only it doesn't come."You know what I want.”He whispers his response with his face buried in the softness of my bosom as he once again inhales me.“Call out the name of the man you deem disappointing.”I bite my tongue to stop myself from yielding to his demand; we
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