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27: His Worst
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 28: I'd be happier when you're gone
28.Ivy's POV.I thought I knew what it felt like to be humiliated, to feel powerless. Demi had made sure of that, treating me like I was disposable, something to be used and discarded whenever he felt like it. But this? This was worse.This was my future.My entire life’s work, every late-night study session, every extra credit assignment, every moment I had sacrificed just to make sure I made it out of here, all of it was now at risk because of one video. One carefully planted, perfectly timed move by Brandon.And the worst part? He didn’t even care.While I was drowning, and gasping for air, he walked through the house with that same arrogant ease, that same air of control. His world remained untouched, unshaken, while mine crumbled beneath my feet. He had thrown my life into absolute chaos, and he didn’t even spare me a second glance.I wanted to hate him. I did hate him. More than I had ever hated anyone. But hate felt useless when he had already taken everything from me.And I c
Last Updated : 2025-03-03HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 29: Last Minute Savior
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
Last Updated : 2025-03-05HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 30: Saved!
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
Last Updated : 2025-03-06HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 32: You will moan
Ivy's POV.I barely hesitated before shoving the door closed, aiming to shut Brandon out entirely. But he was faster. His hand shot out, catching the edge before it could slam in his face. His grip was firm, unyielding, and with what looked like minimal effort, he pushed the door back open, forcing his way in as if my resistance was nothing more than an inconvenience.“Wow,” he mused, stepping forward with the kind of arrogance that made my skin crawl. His lips curled into an easy smirk, as if he had all the time in the world, as if he had already won whatever twisted game he was playing.“This is the thanks I get? I expected at least a little bit of gratitude. Maybe even a heartfelt ‘Oh, Brandon, thank you for saving my life!’” His hand pressed against his chest in mock sincerity, his expression dripping with amusement. “Instead, I get an attempted door to the face. Feels a little unfair, don’t you think?”My fingers tightened around the edge of the door, my knuckles aching from the
Last Updated : 2025-03-07HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 32: Finger Fucked by Her Step Brother
32.Ivy's POV."Brandon…"It was meant to come out as a warning, something firm, something that would push back against whatever this was. But it didn’t.It came out as something else entirely.A breathy whisper.What the fuck?His smirk deepened instantly, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes like he had just won some kind of game. "Must've been fantasizing about me touching you since you watched me fuck Amari." His voice was low, taunting, laced with that cocky self-assurance that made me want to slap him, and maybe kiss him, too. "Because all it took was me staring at your tits to get you wet."My entire body jolted with mortification. Heat rushed to my face, a sharp, burning thing, and I swallowed hard, shaking my head. "That’s not true."Brandon tilted his head slightly, his expression almost pitying, like he found my denial adorable. "I can smell it, Ivy."My mouth opened, then closed. A rush of panic flickered in my chest, and I scrambled for something, anything, to throw back
Last Updated : 2025-03-08HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 33: A Dark Obsession
33.Brandon's POV.Ivy had no idea what she was doing to me. She didn’t know that every sound that fell from her lips, every little shudder of her body, every slow roll of her eyes when pleasure took over, ruined me. It didn’t just turn me on; it consumed me, swallowed me whole, left me teetering on the edge of something dark, something uncontrollable.I watched her, my fingers barely moving, but she was already trembling, already lost in that haze of pleasure only I could pull her into. Her breath hitched, her back arched, her mouth parted in that perfect little moan that made my stomach clench painfully. I felt the tension in my body coil tighter, my cock throbbing against my zipper, the pressure unbearable. It was Ivy. It was her. No one else had ever done this to me. No one had ever made me feel like I was losing control just by reacting to my touch.The way she whimpered, hips twitching, her hands fisting so tight like she needed something to hold on to, like she was drowning i
Last Updated : 2025-03-09HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 34: A Wet Dream
34.Ivy's POV.I tried to think of a reason, any reason, not to ride with Brandon, but every excuse I came up with sounded pathetic, even in my own head.I could say I wasn’t feeling well, but my mom would fuss, checking my temperature, asking too many questions, and that would only make things worse. I could pretend I forgot something and stall, dragging out the time until I missed the ride altogether.I could ask to take the bus, but that would raise too many red flags. Why would I suddenly refuse the convenience of a private car when I’d been using it for months?All in all, I couldn't come up with a reasonable excuse to avoid riding with him.So instead, I stayed in my room, deliberately wasting time. I moved at a snail’s pace, hoping that Brandon would get impatient and leave without me. That he’d finally get tired of waiting, slide into the back seat, and tell the driver to go.He always did, so nothing should stop him from doing it again.But when I finally forced myself to go
Last Updated : 2025-03-09HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 35: The Accusations are False
Ivy's POV.I stood among the crowd of students gathered in the assembly hall, barely paying attention as Principal Gladstone stepped up to the podium. She tapped the microphone, waiting for absolute silence before she spoke."Before we begin today’s announcements, I want to address an issue that has caused a great deal of misunderstanding and unnecessary harm," she began. The room went impossibly still, every student suddenly paying attention."As many of you are aware, there was a recent disciplinary hearing regarding Evelyn Hughes." My name carried through the speakers, sending a wave of shock and anxiety through me. This was about me."Due to new evidence brought forward, we have determined that Ivy was a victim of blackmail and coercion."A murmur rippled through the crowd, heads turning in my direction, but I was too stunned to react."The accusations against her were false. Any speculation, any rumors, end here. We will not tolerate the harassment of a student who was manipu
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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
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