My Stepmother

HARPER

"You what?" Agnes repeated my sentence. Her eyes looked at me more intently than usual. Her irises trembled at my words.

Oh goddess, of all the bad things that have happened in my life, should I say this is the worst part? How? Why? What should I say to this?

"Just like you heard, Agnes!" I replied hesitantly.

"No, I need to hear more clearly and say it slowly. Come on!" she insisted. She looked at me so closely that the distance between us became narrow. Agnes tucked her hair behind her ear as if she was making sure her hearing wasn't wrong this time.

I took a deep breath and heaved the burden longer. "I found my mate, and he is Mattia," I said this sentence softly, clearly, and concisely.

"Holly Fucking Moon!" Agnes immediately stood up, grabbing her hair in frustration, "No, no! You can't!" She said. She shook her head. "There must be something wrong, I'm sure of it."

"My wolf claims it, and I already received its heat attack yesterday. It hurts so much, when my soul tries t