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12: Doesn't have to be a lie
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Last Updated : 2025-02-15HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 14: You’ll learn to respect me
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Last Updated : 2025-02-15HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 15: A Proud Mom
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Last Updated : 2025-02-15HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 16: I know her better
16.Ivy's POVDinner felt like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.I sat stiffly at the dining table, my fingers curled into my lap, every muscle in my body coiled tight with tension. Across from me, Demi lounged in his chair like he belonged here, like this was his home, and not mine.He had spent the last thirty minutes charming my mother, slipping into the role of the perfect boyfriend with disgusting ease. And she had fallen for it completely.It was infuriating.But more than that, it was terrifying.I poked at my food, my appetite long gone. My hands felt ice-cold, but my face was burning, heat crawling up my neck as the weight of the room pressed down on me.And then there was Brandon.I could feel his gaze on me, quiet and heavy, like he was trying to read something from me. He had barely spoken all evening, but I could feel his anger. It lingered in the air, thick and suffocating.My mum turned to Brandon’s dad, practically glowing with excitement.“Baby,” she said, beaming,
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17.Ivy's POV As soon as the front door shut behind him, my entire body screamed for release. The tension in my shoulders, the tightness in my chest. I wanted to collapse right there in the hallway, sink to the floor, and let the exhaustion swallow me whole. I barely had a second to steady my breathing before my mother’s voice cut through the silence behind me.“He’s really something, isn’t he?”I turned with a smile on instinct.“Yeah,” I said, forcing the word out.Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she stepped closer, practically vibrating with enthusiasm. “I knew something was up, Ivy. You’ve been so secretive lately, and now I know why!”Before I could react, she reached forward and grabbed my hands, squeezing them between her own. Her warmth should have been comforting, but it only made me feel more trapped.“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” she gushed. “My daughter, the little bookworm, finally dating? I never thought I’d see the day.”I swallowed hard, nodding along, pr
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18.Brandon’s POVSomething about Ivy’s relationship with Demi didn’t sit right with me.I noticed it when Demi started making them sit at our table during lunch, always keeping her tucked under his arm, right next to him, like she was some kind of accessory. And Ivy always sat there, stiff and silent, barely touching her food.The way her shoulders were always tense, like she was bracing herself for something. The way she flinched when Demi touched her, even when it was just a hand on her arm or a brush of his fingers against her neck.The way she never laughed anymore.Not that she was ever loud or outspoken before, but at least she used to exist in a space without looking like she wanted to disappear.And yet, week after week, she was still there. Sitting beside him. Quiet. Uncomfortable. Trapped.When I actually asked her about it, she tensed so fast, so obvious, like I’d just caught her off guard. Then came the hesitation, the brief flicker of something behind her eyes before she
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19.Brandon's POV.The image of what Demi did to Ivy wasn't out of my head yet, and I hated it.I should have been happy that someone else was making Ivy’s life miserable. As a human, she deserved it. If anyone was going to make her life hell, it should be me and me alone.But somehow, watching Demi do it didn’t feel right. It pissed me off in a way I couldn’t explain, like someone was taking something that belonged to me. I had never been a fan of sharing.She hadn’t been the same since that night during dinner. Not that she had ever been confident around Demi, but it was worse now. She was constantly looking over her shoulder, barely speaking. She jumped at the smallest sounds, flinched when someone called her name too suddenly. It was pathetic. And it made it way too obvious that something was wrong.Even her Mom noticed.I had come down to the living room and saw Ivy. She sat there at the dining area with her Mom. They seemed to have been discussing something.Her fingers curled
Last Updated : 2025-02-23HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 20: A Way Out
20.Ivy's POV.I can’t do this.The thought circled in my head like a vulture as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection.My face was pale, my lips pressed into a thin line, my eyes dull and tired. I barely recognized myself anymore.I had done exactly what Demi wanted.The lingerie was already on, delicate and lacy against my skin, hidden beneath my clothes. But it felt like a second layer of shame, wrapping itself around me, suffocating me.I ran my hands down my thighs, pressing out imaginary creases in my jeans, but the movement did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest. My stomach churned, and the thought of what I was about to do made my skin crawl.Then, as if on cue, my phone vibrated on the dresser. I swallowed hard, already knowing who it was.I picked it up, my hands clammy as I read the message.Demi: It’s finally the day.Demi: Don’t even think about chickening out.Demi: Unless you want your mother and the whole school to know what you’ve been up to.
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 85: The Carnival
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