“You guys know each other?” Leo questioned, looking between the two of us, unaware of the storm raging in my heart.
The moment Lucas' eyes met mine, something unspoken passed between us—a flicker of recognition that sent a jolt through my entire body. The memory of that night came rushing back, the way he had made me feel both exhilarated and terrified at the same time. I never imagined I’d see him again, much less in my new home, as my stepbrother. For a few agonizing seconds, we just stared at each other, both too stunned to speak. His expression shifted from confusion to something darker, his gaze narrowing as if he were trying to piece together the situation. “What happened? Are you guys going to answer me?” Leo's voice cut through the tension, oblivious to the atmosphere between us. He tilted his head, eyes darting between Lucas and me. Lucas recovered first, masking whatever thoughts were running through his mind with a charming smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah, we've met before,” he said smoothly, his voice carrying that same confidence I remembered all too well. I forced a weak smile, my heart pounding in my chest. “Y-yeah, we have met… briefly, back in Texas,” I managed to say, my voice sounding too small for the weight of the moment. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what to do. The last thing I needed was for Leo or any of the brothers to find out about our past, especially not when everything was already so overwhelming. Luckily, Leo didn't press further and turned to smile at me. “Well, that’s great. I wish I could have met you before.” He nudged me playfully, completely missing the undercurrent of tension. Lucas’ smile faltered for a split second before he plastered it back on. “It’s good to see you again, Katherine,” he said, his tone carrying an edge that sent a chill down my spine. His gaze lingered on me for a few seconds too long, as if daring me to reveal our secret. “Y-yeah, you too,” I replied, my voice shaky. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his head. Did he plan on saying something? Exposing our past? I couldn’t read him, and that uncertainty gnawed at me. “Well, let’s get inside. Caspian is probably waiting to lecture someone about house rules or whatever.” Leo pushed Lucas aside and gestured for me to come after him. He had a little jump in his walk and that made me smile. He was really cute. I was following behind him, all the while feeling Lucas’ gaze burning into the back of my head. As we entered the house and the door was closed behind me, I tried to focus on anything but him, but it was impossible to ignore the sinking feeling in my stomach. How was I supposed to live under the same roof as Lucas after everything that had happened between us? As we walked through the grand hallway, passing by the entrance hall, I felt Lucas close behind me, his presence unsettling. I tried to speed up when Leo took a turn and disappeared in the hallway, but Lucas grabbed me by the waist and had me pinned against the wall. “What are you doing?” He pressed himself against me, “We need to talk, alone. Wait for me in your room tonight.” “Guys?” We heard Leo and he pulled away. I jogged, trying not to dwell on what Lucas said; things were very confusing already. Leo was waiting for me in the hallway, and together we walked to the living room where Dev was on the phone, his brow furrowed with worry. The moment he saw me, relief washed over his features. “Katherine! Where were you? I was worried sick,” Dev said, hurrying over to me. His concern was genuine, but I couldn’t shake the anxiety clawing at me from within. “Yeah, she’s back,” he said to the person he was on call with. I “Did you call Dad for that?” Leo questioned, glaring at Dev. “Yeah, I’ll call you later, Dad.” Dev scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, not being able to look me in the eyes. “Yeah, good night.” “Dude?!” “I didn’t know what else to do.” Dev sat on the couch, ruffling his hair in frustration. “Caspian was way too angry and almost called the cops. I needed to tell Dad first.” “I’m sorry,” I mumbled, looking down at my feet. “I just needed some air. I didn’t mean to cause you any problems.” Dev sighed. “It’s okay. Just… let someone know next time, alright? We don’t even have your number. We thought you ran away.” Leo, sensing the heavy atmosphere, quickly jumped in to lighten the mood. “Relax, Dev. She’s fine, and Caspian can go suck himself.” Just then I heard someone clear their throat from my left and turned to see a man standing near the hallway with his arms crossed. He was glaring at Leo, who jumped and went to hug the man like he was seeing him after years. Leo wrapped his arms around the other man’s shoulders and legs around his waist. “Leo!” “What?! I missed you.” Leo hugged him tightly, hiding his face in the other man's neck. “I’m seeing you after like two days.” The man carried Leo to the couch and sat down, Leo still wrapped around him. I smiled politely as he looked at me, drawing circles with his fingers on Leo’s back. He looked intimidating in his formal attire—a pair of blue trousers and a white shirt. He had medium brown hair that was brushed neatly and a pair of beautiful light green eyes. This family was gifted with good genetics. “You must be Katherine. I’m Caspian, the oldest in the house,” he introduced himself in a deep voice. “Where were you?” “I-I…” “She was in the gazebo,” Leo said when I started faltering. “I saw her leave from my balcony.” “What?” Dev questioned, clenching his jaw. “Why didn’t you tell us when you saw him screaming at me for no reason?” “I already apologized for that, Dev.” Caspian turned his head, and Dev looked away, mumbling under his breath. “Why didn’t you tell us?” “Because I wasn’t sure she would be there. So, I went to check that place first before making any claims,” Leo said like he was explaining to a child. “And I brought her back, and also because it was quite funny.” “You’re weird, Leo.” Lucas sat down on the loveseat and patted the place next to him. I contemplated whether I should take the offer or not in my head, but in the end, decided to sit because I thought it would look weird if I didn’t. “I’m the weird one?” Leo questioned, glaring at Lucas. “You’re the one who went to meet her but didn’t tell us anything. That’s so strange and creepy if you ask me, and I’m pretty sure we need to buy Katherine pepper spray to keep him away.” “Very mature.” Lucas sighed. “You went to see her?” Caspian questioned, turning his attention to Lucas. “You two have met before?” He was staring at me, and I felt very uncomfortable because of the way everyone’s eyes were fixated on us. There was no way I was going to confess what happened back in Austin between me and Lucas. So, I planned to lie, following Camilia’s advice of planting the lie on the foundation of truth to make it more believable. “In a club three days ago. I didn’t know he was… one of you.” I managed to speak, leaning on the couch. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because I didn’t know you either. I thought you were just a random girl in the club, dancing and drinking with her friends.” He carried on with his story, looking just as annoyed as me. “Did he flirt with you?” Leo questioned, and my heartbeat sped up.“What do you think of me, Leo?” Lucas asked, narrowing his eyes at his brother. Leo, still comfortably perched on Caspian’s lap, shrugged nonchalantly. Lucas clenched his jaw and said, “I don’t flirt with every girl I see.”“That’s hard to believe,” Neel commented, entering the room from what I assumed was the kitchen. I could see a kitchen island behind him, though everything else was hidden behind a wall separating the two rooms.“Then don't believe.” “What were you doing in the kitchen?” Caspian asked, absently scratching Leo’s head like a caring mother. The chauffeur wasn’t kidding when he said the other brothers treat Leo like a king. “I told you not to have snacks before dinner.”Neel rolled his eyes and took a seat on the armchair in front of the fireplace. “I just had a single cookie. I was starving.”“Because you skipped lunch. How many times do I have to tell you to eat lunch?” Dev shook his head, making me feel even more uncomfortable sitting there.“Skipping meals is not
My eyes widened at the revelation. I stared at Caspian in disbelief, trying to process what he had just said. “Derek is on the Board and your family founded St. Louis?” I repeated, my voice filled with astonishment. Caspian nodded, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “Can’t believe they didn't tell you? I thought you knew it all along.” “I didn't,” I admitted, feeling a mixture of surprise and relief.“I thought he was just a businessman, had no idea about St. Louis.” Caspian leaned back on his chair, observing my reaction. “Dad doesn't like to talk about himself much, but I thought your mother would have told you. Anyway, just know, dad has always been more focused on making sure everyone around him is taken care of and now that includes you too.” I couldn't help but feel warmth spread through my chest at his words. “Thank you, all of you for doing so much for a stranger.” “You are not a stranger.” He leaned forward and took my hand on his own. I had goo
Our eyes locked, and for a moment, the air between us became heavy with something unspoken, something I was too afraid to acknowledge. Every rational thought screamed at me to step away, to put distance between us, but my body refused to obey. I was trapped in the storm brewing behind his eyes, a storm I had no business being in. Harry’s gaze was intense, searching, as if he could see right through me, peeling back the layers I was so carefully constructing to save myself from them. My pulse quickened, each beat echoing in the thick silence, and I became acutely aware of how dangerously close we were. The warmth radiating from his body, the faint scent of his body wash mingling with the dedrant, made it hard to breathe, let alone look away. “What are you staring at?” His voice, low and teasing, snapped me out of my daze. There was an edge to his tone that made the air around us feel charged, like something was about to ignite. I gulped, trying to steady the wild flutter in my ches
“Hey, Little Wolf.” The familiar voice sent a shiver down my spine as I grasped the doorknob, hesitating. His usual playful nickname carried a different weight now, layered with the tension from earlier in the evening. Since I skipped dinner, I thought he would assume I was tired and already asleep. “Are you going to let me in?” he asked, his hand resting on the door. He didn’t push it open—just held it, waiting. I took a deep breath, summoning the courage to open the door all the way. He stood on the other side, dressed in a loose shirt and shorts, looking unexpectedly younger in his casual attire. I tried to look but the dim hallway light made it difficult to read his expression. “Lucas, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the slight tremor I could hear. He leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. His gaze swept over me before settling on my eyes. "Don't tell me you forgot about our midnight meeting," he sai
“Lucas…” I whispered, my voice a mixture of plea and surrender. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time I wanted him to keep going, faster and harsher. “Shhh… let me take care of you, little wolf,” he murmured, his breath hot against my neck. He pressed closer, his lips grazing the sensitive skin between my neck and collarbone. I grabbed his shoulder as his actions sent shivers down my spine. “You're beautiful when you’re vulnerable like this, love,” he added, his voice low and intimate.Lucas's fingers moved expertly, igniting a fire deep within me that I had tried so hard to suppress. His touch was both familiar and foreign—a dangerous mix of desire and forbidden thrill that left me trembling. My mind raced with the implications, but my body betrayed me, responding to him with a need that was impossible to deny.“Lucas!” I moaned, my voice trembling as he added another finger, quickening his pace. It was exactly what I wanted him to do, and even though it hurt a little at the fi
The morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I woke up feeling a strange mix of emotions—guilt, confusion, and an overwhelming sense of regret. My body was aching and mind was still foggy from the events of the previous night, but as the memories slowly resurfaced, my heart began to race. I pushed myself up from the bed, the sheets tangled around my legs. I went to the bathroom to throw some cold water on my face because it felt like I was burning. The water did little to nothing to make me feel better, but when I saw my reflection in the mirror I let out a scream. Blue and red spots were scattered all aroundy neck and chest, big and small. I threw some water and tried wiping them off with the help of towel thinking they were not real. How could they be? The hickies Camilia had shown me proudly after her first night with Phineas were nothing like those. How had I let things go so far? I had promised myself that I would keep my distance, th
I took a deep breath as I descended the marble staircase, my fingers lightly tracing the smooth glass railing. The morning sun filtered through the tall windows, casting a warm glow across the marble floor of the entrance hall, but it did little to ease the tension knotting in my stomach. My heart pounded as I kept my head slightly lowered, my hair draped to one side, praying it would be enough to hide the faint marks Lucas had left on my neck. I had watched a tutorial on YouTube about how to hide hickeys using foundation and tried to follow the instructions, but I wasn’t confident in the results. The mere thought of someone noticing—Dev or, worse, Caspian—sent a wave of nausea through me. The house was eerily quiet, the usual hustle and bustle of the Salvatore family subdued in the early hours. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I paused. Ian was standing with a plate full of sandwiches in the hallway connecting the entrance hall to the family room. He looked up when he
“Missed you at dinner yesterday.”My breath hitched slightly, and I struggled to maintain my composure under Caspian's scrutinizing gaze. He was standing right across from me, his eyes dark and calculating, and for a moment, I was terrified he might notice something was off.“Good morning, Caspian,” I replied, hoping my voice didn't betray my nerves. I swallowed hard, trying to maintain my voice. “Sorry about that. I wasn’t feeling too well, so I decided to rest early,” I lied, my voice surprisingly steady despite the turmoil churning inside me.Caspian’s eyes flickered with something I couldn’t quite place—concern, perhaps? But just like the day before, as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by his usual stern expression.“I see,” he said, his tone even. “You’re feeling better now, I hope?”“Yes, much better,” I lied, forcing a smile on his way. He didn’t respond, but his gaze lingered on me a moment longer, and I felt like he could see right through me. My heart was racin
“She wouldn't play with Dad like that, would she?” His question made me uncomfortable because Mom was doing exactly that. She was with Derek because of his money and she claimed he knew that too and was fine with it, but I didn't know if I could pass that information to Leo or not. Whatever agreement they had was between them, and I believed it wasn't my place to share that with his sons. Thus, I hid the truth but didn't tell him lies about Mom either. “I don't know her enough to comment about that. She hasn't been around much and you know she dated a lot of men between my Dad and yours.” “Still, she's your mother,” Leo tried to pull out any information, it was understandable that he was worried about Derek. “You must know something.” “I know that she's not the most responsible person on the planet, and didn't care about her daughter for years,” I said, remembering how I wanted to leave with her when Dad and her divorced. “Apart from that, she's just a stranger to me. I guarant
“Leo likes Kat's friend, and we just had a little disagreement about it,” Derek explained to Mom while she came to stand behind him. He was still sitting on the stool idly tracing a pattern on the marble top while trying to gather his thoughts. He looked older that morning, weighed down by the events that took place the night before. His brows were furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes were fixed somewhere far beyond the kitchen. “Oh! you didn't tell me about him?” Mom turned to look at Leo with curled lips. “Wait, is he the guy you've been texting recently.” Leo looked away, embarrassed. “And you told me it was someone from the class.”“You knew about it, yet didn't tell me anything?” Derek said suddenly and his voice carried that heavy, parental mix of frustration and concern. Though he didn't sound angry. “You should have told me earlier.”“I wasn't sure about it myself. Besides, I thought he was someone Kat was interested in,” she said, turning to look at me. “I
“Actually, Dad, I like Diego.” “No, you don't!” Derek almost laughed as he said those words. “You are too young to understand love.” “I'm an adult, and I'm talking about liking him and not being in love with him.” Leo walked to give Caspian a side hug and stood by his side instead of looking at Derek while he spoke. “I can do what I want.”“You don't have my permission to date some random guy you picked from the roads.” The kitchen felt like a pressure cooker, the air around us suddenly became too thick for comfort. I could feel it—the tension that hung between everyone, and how each breath sounded heavier than the last.I was standing by the island, pretending to look at the coffee mugs lined up on the shelf, but my mind was a swirl of thoughts. I could feel the shift, the quiet unease. Something was wrong, and it wasn’t just the way Derek responded to Leo, but something else was going on. I didn't know what it was, but I could feel it in my bones. The moment had been creeping u
My eyes fluttered open slowly, and I saw the sunlight streaming through the balcony in my bedroom. I groaned tiredly, my whole body was heavy with exhaustion from the previous night. For a brief, disoriented moment, I wondered if it had all been a dream—the party, the argument, the fight, the tension hanging so thick in the air it almost made me feel suffocation. My heart lurched as a thought shot through my mind. Caspian. ‘Is he still here?’ I questioned myself and turned my head quickly, scanning the room for any sign of him. The bed beside me was empty. No lingering warmth, no trace of his presence anywhere. I once again melted under the covers as a wave of relief washed over me. Though it mingled with a strange, inexplicable disappointment. I wasn’t sure which emotion was stronger; the relief of not being caught with him or the disappointment of not waking up in his arms. I touched my lips, remembering the way he kissed me in the tree house. His hands tenderly played with my
Caspian’s hand was warm as he took mine in his own and led me through the creeping shadows of the forest. The branches of the trees above us whispered secrets to each other. And our only companion in that dark night was the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the branches that swayed under the spell of the wind. The sounds of the birthday party faded behind us; the hum of voices and the music became a distant murmur that we couldn't hear anymore. I felt a strange sense of anticipation, like we were sneaking away to a place that existed just for the two of us. He stopped in front of a large oak that stood tall near their house. Its branches stretched in all directions, and the trunk was so wide that it would require at least seven people standing hand in hand to fully encircle it. The bark of the tree was rough and weathered, telling stories of countless seasons that had passed. A ladder was nailed into it, and it disappeared into the darkness above. Caspian’s lips curled
The music from the sound system thumped gently in the background, blending with the laughter and chatter that floated through the cool, soothing air of Lake Willow.The fairy lights strung along the trees cast a warm, golden glow across the boathouse and the surrounding clearing. Everything was perfect, in a way I hadn’t expected it to be. But then again, it wasn’t the beautiful decorations or the tasty cake that made the night special. It was the people—my brothers, my family—finally feeling like they had a place to just be.I watched Harry moving through the dance floor, surrounded by his friends, with joy in his eyes. He was laughing; his arms were flailing in a carefree rhythm that made me smile despite the fear of what Dad might do tomorrow, eating away my brain cells. If he decided to throw us out, I had to take care of my brothers and provide them with necessities. To most of their cards, Dad still had access, and he could freeze their account whenever he wanted; thankfully,
I already knew about the surprise party; Harry did too. The way Kat, Dev and others had tried to be subtle, sneaking around and exchanging knowing glances, was almost comical. Leo couldn't be sneaky, even if it cost him his life. I heard him speaking about the surprise on the phone more than once, while Harry guessed it seeing the way others interacted with each other. Both me and Harry figured it out days ago, but neither of us said a word to anyone. Pretending not to know felt easier than watching their faces fall, realizing all their hard work would go to waste. They wanted the day to be special—for us. Despite everything—the strained dinner conversations and the silences that cut sharper than words—we didn’t want to ruin it for them. We didn’t want to ruin their mood and take away the one thing they thought would make our day special. They were already going against Dad by planning the surprise. As we walked toward the boathouse, the air was still dense due to the argument
“A surprise?” I nodded my head, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, a surprise for you and Harry. Come with us and I promise you, it will be better than this.” He laughed, “Anything in this world is going to be better than this.” Dev looked down to lock eyes with Ian and, in a soft, love-filled voice, said, “I am sorry for not doing anything and letting you go through all of this; let me and the others show how much we love you.” “Y-you don't have to show me anything, I know,” Ian took a shaky breath and nodded before wrapping his arms around Dev. Just then, Caspian and Lucas appeared with Harry in tow. They were laughing about something, but when they noticed Dev and Ian, they stopped. A veil of confusion covered their faces as they tried to figure out what happened. “What’s going on?” Harry’s brow furrowed, and his eyes flickered between us. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, it was Alaric, forget about him,” Ian said, pulling away from Dev and then turned towards the others. “Did they
I saw Diego standing near the entrance with a small bag in his hand as I tried not to look at the people checking me out. He had a tense smile on his lips and looked lost, I almost laughed seeing him looking for me. He pulled his phone out and stepped to the side, hiding away from the stolen glances he received from ladies near him. He looked sharp in the blue suit he was wearing and had his hair slicked back. My phone started to ring and I realised he was calling me. I was about to pick up the call when he looked in my direction, and our eyes met, I waved my hand, and with a faint smile, he walked towards me. He had a little jump in his steps that he was trying to hide, but when he looked at me completely, his jaw was on the grass. All the nervousness due to being in an event like that and the unease from before was gone. His eyes sparkled and I felt Caspian turning towards him. “Wow,” he said, mesmerized as he looked up and down. Weirdly, with Diego, I didn't feel creeped out li