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22: Prim and Proper Ivy
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23.Brandon's POV.As Ivy lost consciousness, I carried her up the stairs, adjusting her weight effortlessly in my arms. She was lighter than I expected, and her body was slack and warm against mine. Her head lolled slightly against my chest, and a faint sigh escaped her lips. Soft, almost content.Carefully, I laid her down on the bed, taking extra care as I pulled the blanket over her. And I stood there, staring down at her.Her face was peaceful, framed by dark waves of hair that fanned out over my arm. Her long lashes brushed against the curve of her cheek, and her lips. Christ, her lips, were parted just slightly, as if inviting something they weren’t even aware of.She looked different like this. Very peaceful.Just Ivy. Just a human.And I couldn’t look away.My pulse thrummed in my ears, an unfamiliar heat settling in my chest. I told myself it was nothing. Just an observation. But it didn't feel like nothing.I let my fingers brush against the soft strands of her hair, pushin
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Ivy's POV I feigned confusion, trying to make my voice steady. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Brandon didn’t buy it for a second.He shifted closer, his body brushing against mine in the smallest, most deliberate movement. It wasn’t even a touch, not really, just a slow, careful invasion of space. His hand hovered near my hip, so close that I could feel the heat radiating off of him, and could sense the exact distance between his fingers and my skin.My pulse kicked up, but I forced myself to hold my ground.“I smelled you the second you got there,” he murmured, his voice low, almost thoughtful.My stomach tightened. I knew exactly what he meant, but I wasn’t about to admit that.“I don’t—”“I smelled you,” he repeated, cutting me off, his tone quieter now, almost amused. Savoring. Like he was rolling the words around in his mouth just to enjoy how they tasted. “And I smelled what watching did to you. That little pulse of arousal you tried to fight.”I went still.Every
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Brandon's POV.I hadn’t planned on this.Teasing Ivy had started as just that. Just teasing. To watch her squirm, to prove that no matter how much she tried to act unaffected, she wasn’t. Because I knew it.I saw it in the way she stiffened when I got too close, in the way her throat bobbed with every sharp swallow, in the way her breath hitched even as she was trying so hard to stay indifferent.But this time, the second my eyes dragged down her body in that little black dress, something shifted.I felt it.The sharp pull in my gut. The sudden heat curling through my veins. The way my own breathing faltered without permission.She smelled too fucking good.Like something soft and sweet, vanilla and honey, with the faintest trace of that lotion she always wore, something subtle, something dangerous in how easily it wrapped around my senses. But beneath that, beneath the innocent surface, was something else.Something raw and undeniable.Her arousal.It clung to her skin, subtle but in
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29.Ivy's POV.The air in the room was suffocating. The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, but all I could hear was the pounding of my own heart. My hands were clammy, gripping the hem of my sweater so tightly my knuckles ached. I kept my eyes fixed on the table in front of me, too ashamed to look anywhere else.My mother sat beside me, silent but rigid. She hadn’t spoken a word to me since we arrived. Not on the drive here, not while we waited. Nothing. But she didn’t have to. The disappointment radiating off her was enough to make me feel like I was being suffocated from the inside out.Across from me, the disciplinary committee sat in a row, their expressions unreadable. Principal Gladstone sat at the center, her hands neatly folded on the table, eyes steady and assessing."Evelyn Hughes," she began, and my stomach twisted violently.I forced myself to meet her eyes."There is no excuse for what you did," she said, voice firm but not unkind. "No reason that justifies acade
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Ivy's POV.Blackmail?I stared at them, completely lost, my mind scrambling to make sense of what I was hearing. My heart pounded in my chest, but my thoughts couldn’t catch up. Blackmail? The only blackmail between me and Demi was a one-way ticket to expulsion, something I had been desperately trying to avoid.So why was everyone looking at me like I was the victim?I turned to Brandon, my confusion morphing into something colder, sharper. He was watching me with a lazy, triumphant smile, completely at ease like he had just won some twisted game.What the hell had he done?The principal sighed, folding her hands on the desk like this was some kind of heartfelt intervention. “Ivy, you should have told us that Demi was blackmailing you with your tapes.”My stomach dropped. My mouth went dry.Tapes? What tapes?She softened her voice, like she was speaking to someone fragile. “We have a counselor here. You didn’t have to deal with this alone. If you had come to us, we could have handled
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 90:
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 89: To test the mate bond
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 88: Hex Hollow Vera
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 87: Not Today
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 86: Made Up Mind
Ivy's POV.Dinner was quiet, the only sounds filling the space were the soft clinking of cutlery against porcelain plates. It was just the three of us. Brandon, my mother, and me. I pushed a piece of chicken around my plate, watching as the sauce smeared across the white ceramic. Then something clicked in my mind, a memory from yesterday that I hadn’t fully processed until now. Setting my fork down, I glanced up at my mother. “Hey, Mom,” I said, keeping my tone light, casual. “Were you at the carnival yesterday?”She froze.For a split second, I saw it, the way her expression flickered, a flash of something almost like panic before she smoothed it over, replacing it with her usual warm, easy smile. It happened so fast that I might have imagined it."The carnival?" She let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head as she reached for her glass of water. "No, sweetheart, of course not. Why would I be there?"I frowned, studying her face carefully. There was nothing there now, no trace of th
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 85: The Carnival
85.Ivy's POV Aaron was everything a girl could want in a boyfriend. Sweet, thoughtful, always making sure I was comfortable. He listened when I talked, remembered the little things, and never hesitated to go out of his way for me.I should have felt something more for him. I wanted to. I was trying to.But no matter how hard I willed myself to feel even a fraction of what Brandon made me feel, it just wasn’t there.And that wasn’t fair.When Aaron showed up that afternoon, all smiles and excitement, asking if I wanted to go to the carnival, I didn’t have the heart to say no. I hadn’t told my mom I was going out, because it was a last-minute thing, and she wouldn’t mind. Besides, I needed the distraction.And for a while, it worked.The carnival was loud, bright, full of life. The scent of fried food filled the air, mixing with the sugary sweetness of cotton candy. Kids laughed as they ran past, their faces lit up with excitement. Everything was colorful, and buzzing with energy.Aar
