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101 The Last Connection
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 102 The Price of Trust
Xavier***The silver links dug into my wrists and ankles, their icy touch searing my skin as if I were aflame. Pain had become a constant companion as an Alpha, but this… this was different. It wasn’t just the agony that gnawed at me—it was the betrayal. The suffocating weight of knowing those I trusted had sold me out.The cell mirrored my despair. Damp air clung to my skin, the scent of mildew and rot sharp in my nose. The walls seemed to press in on me, suffocating in their coldness. Every drop of water that fell somewhere in the shadows felt like a ticking clock, counting down the minutes until my mind would break. A faint sliver of light filtered through a small barred window above, casting shadows that seemed to mock me, teasing with the distant promise of freedom—freedom I couldn’t reach.I tested the chains again, knowing it was futile but unable to resist. My muscles strained against the metal, the links biting deeper. A growl escaped my throat, low and guttural, reverberatin
Last Updated : 2024-12-29My Stepbrother, My Mate 103 Xavier's Torment
Xavier****A sudden wave of sharp, uninvited pain exploded through my mind, forcing me to stagger backward against the cold stone wall. My breath hitched, and for a moment, the darkness in the cell felt thicker, like it was pressing in from all sides. It was as if the very air around me had turned to lead, suffocating me with its weight.A voice.His voice."Xavier..."My heart stuttered, then picked up a rhythm I hadn’t felt in far too long. Henry. But it couldn’t be—could it? The betrayal still felt fresh, the jagged memories of his abandonment cutting deep every time I allowed myself to think about him."Xavier..." It came again, faint, like a whisper carried on the wind, but still undeniable. My pulse quickened, the aching bond between us pulsing like a distant, desperate heartbeat. It was faint—flickering, gasping for air—but it was there, no matter how much I tried to sever it.I clenched my fists, the chains around my wrists digging into my skin, silver burning like fire, but i
Last Updated : 2024-12-30My Stepbrother, My Mate 104 Chains of Betrayal
Xavier****The door groaned open, and the dim torchlight that spilled inside cast long, jagged shadows across the cold stone walls of my prison. The metallic scent of blood mingled with the damp air, the stench of my confinement clawing at my senses.And then he appeared.Dean.His figure filled the doorway, tall and broad, every step deliberate as he moved closer. The soft clink of his boots against the stone floor echoed through the cell, a sinister melody to accompany his arrival. He carried himself with an air of authority I’d once looked up to—now it was a mockery, a cruel reminder of how far he had fallen.“Well, well,” he said, his voice smooth but dripping with malice. “The great Alpha Xavier. How does it feel, being reduced to nothing more than a caged animal?”I didn’t flinch. My body was weak, chained, and poisoned, but my resolve... my resolve was the last thing I had left. I refused to let him see my pain.But inside, doubt gnawed at me. Had I lost it all? The pack, the t
Last Updated : 2025-01-01My Stepbrother, My Mate 105 Ready to beg Alpha
The silence that followed Dean's departure was suffocating, broken only by the steady drip of water somewhere in the cell. My hands trembled against the chains, the weight of his words settling like stones in my chest. The rage inside me simmered, threatening to boil over, but I forced myself to stay still. To think. I couldn’t afford to break now—not with so much at stake. Dean wanted me to lose control, to give in to despair. He wanted me weak, desperate, and defeated. But that wasn’t who I was. Not yet. Not ever. I tilted my head back, letting the cool stone wall press against the back of my skull. The dull ache from where it had struck earlier pulsed, a sharp reminder of my vulnerability. I hated this—being caged, helpless, uncertain. My mind raced, searching for a way out, some glimmer of hope in the suffocating darkness. And then I thought of him. Henry. His voice, soft like the whisper of wind through the trees, cut through the haze. His laughter—warm, bright, and infecti
Last Updated : 2025-01-02My Stepbrother, My Mate 106 To find you
Henry***The forest stretched ahead like a void, its towering trees stripped bare by winter, their skeletal branches clawing at the sky. The moon hung low, shrouded by wisps of clouds, casting the world in a cold, silver light. The chill seeped into my bones, but I pushed forward, my steps relentless. Each breath came in sharp, uneven bursts, white puffs in the freezing air, but I couldn’t stop.Xavier’s voice echoed in my mind, faint and broken, like a haunting melody that refused to fade.“Henry…”I could still feel the bond between us, weak and flickering like a dying ember, but it was there. It tethered me to him, urging me forward, the ache in my chest tightening with every step. Something had happened to him—something terrible.“Henry!” Diego’s voice snapped through, cold, sharp, and commanding. He emerged from the shadows, his face set with determination. “Where the hell are you going?”I didn’t slow down. “He’s in trouble. I have to find him.”"No, you don't.... You're just go
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Henry***The cold scream shattered the silence of the forest, sending a chill down my spine. It was a cry of pure agony, a desperate plea that clawed at my very soul. Xavier. The bond between us flickered like a dying flame, but I could still feel him—broken, in pain. And I couldn’t—wouldn’t—let him suffer alone.I ran, fueled by nothing but the urgency in my chest and the pounding of my heart. My breath was ragged, and my legs burned with every stride, but nothing would stop me. Not when Xavier needed me. Not when he was out there, somewhere in a cage, calling for me in his torment.The trees blurred as I sprinted through the forest, their skeletal branches reaching out like twisted hands, trying to pull me back into the darkness. Each step felt like an eternity, the ground beneath my feet slippery with dampness, the underbrush snapping in my wake. My blood surged with the need to get to him. Fast. The darkness around me was suffocating, but it was nothing compared to the darkness I
Last Updated : 2025-01-04My Stepbrother, My Mate 108 The Heir’s Gamble
Henry***The night air was electric as the growl of engines shattered the silence. A fleet of sleek, armored vehicles snaked through the dense forest, their headlights cutting through the shadows like blades. At the center of it all was a black Rolls-Royce, its polished exterior gleaming ominously under the pale moonlight. The vehicle was a statement—a declaration of power, wealth, and unshakable authority.Inside the Rolls-Royce, Diego sat beside me, his expression calm yet commanding. He adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit, the glint of his rings catching the light. "Remember, Henry," he said, his voice steady, "this is not just a visit. It’s a demonstration. We’re not asking for their allegiance—we’re claiming it."I nodded, my gaze fixed ahead. The seat beneath me was plush, but I felt the weight of responsibility pressing down harder than ever. I just wish Xavier were fine while I carried out this mission. Diego's confidence was contagious, but I couldn't shake the feeling of
Last Updated : 2025-01-05My Stepbrother, My Mate 109 The Omega’s Challenge
Henry***Dean’s voice sliced through the night, dripping with scorn. "The omega wants to play Alpha," he drawled, his smirk sharp enough to cut. The crowd of wolves parted around us, forming a wide circle. Their movements were almost synchronized, as if compelled by an unspoken force. Shadows flickered under the dim moonlight, their eyes glowing with a mixture of curiosity and dread. Whispers rippled through the ranks, barely audible over the low growls of those in wolf form. The tension was palpable, an electric charge in the air that seemed to grow with every breath.I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of countless eyes on me. Doubt clawed at the edges of my resolve, a voice in my mind whispering of failure. What if they were right? What if I wasn’t ready? But then another thought flickered in the back of my mind, uninvited but insistent. What if Dean’s not just here to fight me? What if he has something to do with Xavier’s disappearance?The thought hit me like a punch to the gut.
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 148 The Prince's Curse
Xavier****The storm had not passed. It lingered, restless, as if it too sensed the battle was far from over. Thunder rumbled in the distance, a fading echo of the chaos that had unfolded below. The sky churned with swollen clouds, heavy with the weight of the battle’s aftermath. Rain had thinned to a whisper, yet the battlefield remained drenched—soaked in blood, in loss, in the echoes of war that refused to be silenced.Henry lay motionless in my arms, his breaths shallow but steady—each fragile inhale a reminder of how close we had come to losing him. The weight of his body against mine grounded me, an anchor against the storm of blood and ruin surrounding us. He had fought harder than any of us, given everything to keep us standing. And now, his body bore the cost of that sacrifice. My fingers trembled as I brushed damp hair from his forehead, caught between the relief that he was alive and the gnawing dread of what lay ahead. The abyss had not just claimed Dean—it had opened a do
My Stepbrother, My Mate 147 Before the Storm Breaks
Xavier***The storm does not yield.But neither do we.The battlefield is a wasteland of shadows and ruin, the echoes of our struggle still vibrating in the air like the last notes of a funeral dirge. Rain seeps into the fractured earth, pooling in the craters left by our war. The scent of damp soil and blood lingers, thick and inescapable.I hold Henry against me, my arm wrapped around his trembling form, feeling the erratic rhythm of his breath against my chest. His body is wracked with exhaustion, his strength nearly spent, but he is here. He is free. And yet, the weight of what has been lost—what has been taken—clings to us like a specter, whispering reminders of those who will never stand beside us again.Dean stands before us, changed beyond recognition. The abyss clings to him, winding its tendrils through his soul, weaving into the fabric of his being. His presence is wrong, a distortion of something that was once human. The light in his eyes has been devoured, leaving behind
My Stepbrother, My Mate 146 A new vessel
Henry***The storm does not yield.Lightning splits the sky, illuminating the battlefield of destruction I have created. The shadows coil tighter around my body, venomous whispers growing more insistent, more cruel. The abyss does not wish to let me go. It does not fear Xavier's words or his unwavering belief. It only craves ruin.But Xavier does not move from where he kneels, battered and bleeding, his body trembling under the force of my blows. His breath comes in ragged gasps, but his gaze remains locked onto mine. There is no hatred in his eyes, no fear. Only that same unbearable resolve."Henry," he murmurs again, voice hoarse yet firm. "I know you're still in there. I know you can fight this."The shadows recoil, thrashing at the edges of my mind, furious at his audacity. A pulse of agony surges through me, sharp and unrelenting, as the abyss fights to reclaim me.I clutch my head, stumbling backward, my breaths coming in desperate pants. "Stop—stop talking, Xavier. You don’t un
My Stepbrother, My Mate 145 When Darkness Calls
Henry***The storm does not relent.Wind howls through the ruined landscape, shards of earth and debris swirling in the chaos I have wrought. Shadows slither along my skin, whispering, clawing, desperate to drag me deeper into the abyss. But amidst it all—Xavier’s hand remains outstretched.I stare at it, trembling, caught between the pull of darkness and the silent plea in his eyes. He doesn’t waver. Not even as the world trembles beneath us, not even as the abyss snarls for its prize. He should run. He should turn back. But he doesn’t.Because he believes in me.His voice, steady despite the raging storm, breaks through my fractured thoughts. “You are not lost, Henry. You are still here.”I want to believe him. I want to grasp onto the sliver of hope he offers, but the weight of the shadows is crushing. My body is not my own. My mind is barely tethered. The darkness is all-consuming, a living force that binds itself to my bones, whispering lies and truths alike.You are nothing but
My Stepbrother, My Mate 144 Just for him
Henry***The world shatters around me, a cacophony of destruction that echoes through my bones. Everything I’ve ever known is crumbling, slipping through my fingers like sand, and the storm inside me rages with an intensity I can’t control. I am its eye, the center of this chaos, and yet I am powerless to stop it. The darkness surrounds me, pulls at my insides, and all I can do is endure its cold, suffocating grip. The man I was… I can barely remember him. Only fragments remain, scattered like broken glass, and the creature I’ve become is all that’s left.The ground shakes beneath me, the earth cracking as if in warning, and I know, deep down, that I am no longer part of this world. I am tearing it apart, piece by piece, and I can’t stop it.But then, through the howling storm, I feel him.Xavier.His presence, like a heartbeat in the dark, cuts through the noise of the chaos. I feel him in every inch of my being—his heartbeat, his voice, his essence. Even now, as the shadows coil aro
My Stepbrother, My Mate 143 Or die trying
The world trembled beneath the weight of Henry’s fury, as if the earth itself could no longer bear the oppressive darkness that swelled from within him. The very air tasted bitter, thick with a suffocating energy that wrapped around them like an invisible predator. Each breath felt like the last, each heartbeat a drum of impending doom. The shadows, alive and conscious, spiraled around Henry’s form, pulling him deeper into their grasp until there was nothing left but the void.Xavier could feel it—the overwhelming weight pressing against his chest. The pulse of their bond, once steady and strong, now flickered like a candle in a storm. His heart ached with every pulse that grew weaker. He couldn’t let go. Not like this.“Henry!” Xavier’s voice cracked, raw and desperate, clawing at the very air. He took a step forward, but the man he called out to was no longer there. Before him stood a monster, a creature born from torment and rage. The shadows writhed around Henry like serpents, twi
My Stepbrother, My Mate 141 Caught by Darkness
Henry***Pain. Cold. Silence.The darkness was absolute—an abyss without end, a chilling maw that consumed every shred of light, every trace of self. Cold seeped into my marrow, and silence pressed against my ears with suffocating weight. Yet, through that oppressive void, a voice—jagged with desperation and laced with dread—fought to reach me, trembling on the edge of oblivion, a lifeline fraying but unbroken."Henry... Don’t leave me..." Xavier’s voice cracked with anguish, each word trembling with raw fear and unbearable loss, as if his very soul bled through the plea.Xavier.His voice, raw with desperation, sliced through the suffocating shadows like a cold blade, each syllable dripping with terror and raw agony—a desperate plea clawing through the abyss. The searing agony in my chest, where Lyra’s darkness had pierced me, burned with unholy cold, a venomous chain binding me to her malevolent will. Shadows slithered through my veins, but through the torment, I felt it—a frayed, t
My Stepbrother, My Mate 141 Caught in Darkness again.
Henry***A fleeting memory of Xavier’s warmth—his touch, his voice—flashed through my mind, and the loss burned deeper than the cold air searing my lungs. I sprinted through the forest, every footfall muffled by the damp earth. My heart pounded a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each beat screaming one name—Xavier. Twigs snapped beneath my heels, and branches clawed at my skin, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.Behind me, the shadows writhed and surged, Lyra's presence pressing against my back like an oncoming storm. Her voice seeped through the trees, a velvet whisper laced with venom, carrying an unsettling chill that grazed my spine. It was soft, almost intimate—too close, too knowing—both a caress and a threat. "Come back to me, Henry. You’re mine."I growled, the sound low and feral, something primal rising from deep within my chest. ““I belong to no one,” I spat, the image of Xavier flashing through my mind—his eyes, his warmth—the one who made me feel truly free." I spat, my v
My Stepbrother, My Mate 140 Outrun destiny
Henry***The warmth of Xavier's touch lingered on my skin long after the fire's embers had turned to ash. The memory of his fingers felt like an anchor, but beneath it stirred a restlessness—a dread that gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. I shouldn't have felt this unease, not after the safety we'd carved from the chaos. And yet, the night whispered with something more, something waiting beyond the glow of the dying embers. It wasn't just a memory—it was a sensation etched into my bones, a tender ache of comfort and longing that warred with the fear stirring beneath my skin.An itch. A tremor.I stood near the window, the cool night air brushing against my overheated skin, carrying the scent of damp earth and the sharp tang of distant rain. The stars above seemed distant, their light muted. A shadow flickered across the courtyard below, too quick to be human. My instincts sharpened.A whisper rode the breeze, soft and enticing, like the brush of silk against bare skin, carrying
