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135 The Puppet and the Master
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 136 Peace Before the Storm
The journey back to Darkmoon Pack was a quiet one. The weight of everything they had just faced pressed heavily upon them, an unspoken tension lingering in the air. The night had stretched on endlessly, but dawn was beginning to break on the horizon, casting a soft glow over the forest as they neared home.Xavier kept his arms around Henry as they rode through the thick woods. Henry's body was warm against his, his breathing slow and even, but Xavier could feel the exhaustion radiating from him. The darkness had taken its toll. His mate had nearly been lost to the darkness, and though they had won this fight, the war was far from over. The image of Henry collapsing in battle was still burned into Xavier’s mind. He had almost lost him. And that thought alone was unbearable.Diego rode ahead, leading the way, while Fiona remained silent, her mind lost in thoughts Xavier couldn’t decipher. But he wasn’t focused on them—his attention was solely on Henry.“Are you awake?” Xavier’s voice wa
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Xavier***The nights blurred together in quiet recovery, in whispered conversations I was never meant to hear, in the lingering weight of what could have been. The Darkmoon Pack spoke of the battle, of Henry’s return, of how close they had come to losing him. But beyond the murmurs, beyond the glances filled with unspoken grief, there was only Henry and me.He kept to his room, resting, though I knew the exhaustion he carried had little to do with his body. It was the kind that seeped into the bones, that weighed on the soul. He had always fought alone, always borne his burdens in silence. But now, I was here. And that was something he didn’t quite know how to handle.I checked on him every night. At first, it was practical—making sure he ate, ensuring he didn’t overexert himself. But as the nights passed, my visits became something else. They stretched longer, our silences more weighted, the air between us thick with things left unsaid.Like tonight.The fire cast flickering shadows
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***Henry****“Where do you think you are going?” A voice is behind me as I walk through the living room of the pack house with the load of laundry in my arms. My step stopped as I knew the danger of being caught snooping around where I wasn’t supposed to be. The voice belonged to the pack warrior, Cody, who had a stern expression on his face. I quickly stuttered out an excuse about looking for the laundry room before making a hasty retreat.“Stop right where you are,” Cody, one of the pack warriors, said, putting his hand on my hip as he pointed his finger at me. “Henry.” A smile formed on Cody’s lips as he pushed my body to the ground, making the load of laundry fall to the ground with a loud thud.“What are you doing?” I shouted, trying to stand up, but Cody put his feet on my chest, pinning me down. “You’re not going anywhere,” he growled, his eyes filled with malice as the surrounding people laughed seeing me struggling.“Leave me alone, Cody,” I shouted, feeling a surge of fear a
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***Henry****I shook my head, trying to get up, but the pain in my leg was too intense. But I somehow managed to stand up, gritting my teeth through the pain.I wish I could just lie down and rest and not have to do anything else for the rest of the day. The throbbing ache in my leg was a constant reminder of the pain and abuse that had happened to me earlier.A cough broke from my mouth as I leaned to pick up the dirty laundry from the ground that Cody and his friend had crushed under their boots. I winced as I straightened up, the weight of the laundry causing a sharp pain to shoot through my ribs. I knew I had to finish this chore or I might not get any dinner tonight. The thought of a warm meal waiting for me was the only thing keeping me going as I pushed through the pain and exhaustion.I somehow managed to go to the laundry room and put the clothes in the washer before collapsing onto the couch.My body is aching, and my mind is foggy, but at least the laundry is started. I’ll
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****Xavier*****“Did you find the culprit behind the incident?” I asked, brushing my hair in front of the mirror. “No, not yet,” my beta replied with a worried expression.“Five years have passed since the incident, and we still have no leads,” he added, his tone filled with frustration. “Maybe you should let go of the past and focus on the present,” he suggested, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.I closed my fist, turning my head towards Dean, my eyes filled with determination. “I will rest until I catch the one responsible for what happened,” I declared, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. “Just do what you have asked to do,” I stated, wearing my shirt and heading out the door, ready to start my day.Dean bowed his head in understanding, knowing that I was not going to give up until I found the one who ruined everything in my life.As I walked out into the morning sun, staring at the horizon with a steely gaze, “What day is it?” I asked, walking towards my car.Dean opened t
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***Henry****A new day, a new beginning. I thought of pushing myself out of bed even if I didn’t want to. My body is still aching from the abuse from last night, and the lack of food only increases my fatigue. But I know that I have to get up and do my work or I might get punched yet again, and I don’t think my body is strong enough to handle any more abuse. So, I take a deep breath, muster up my strength, and slowly start my day, hoping for a better tomorrow.I took a cold bath in the common bathroom that is shared by the entire floor, feeling the chill seep into my bones; it was so cold that I could barely feel my fingers. I wish I could have warm water for a change, but that luxury is far out of reach for me. Despite the discomfort, I remind myself that this is just a temporary situation and I must stay strong.I made my room, changing and wearing the same clothes that I had been wearing for days now, but I didn’t have any other options at the moment. As I look around my small, dim
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****Xavier*****“Mate,” my wolf growls, recognizing the scent before I do.But my world shook as a similar face came into view—the one I thought I would never see again. My heart raced with a mix of emotions, unsure of how to react after all this time apart.“Henry...” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. The memories flooded back, both painful and beautiful, as I struggled to process the sudden connection that had reignited between us. Henry’s eyes held a mixture of regret and longing, mirroring my own conflicted feelings.Henry is my mate. How can this be possible? I thought to myself in disbelief. The bond we once shared seemed unbreakable, yet here he was, standing before me. As our eyes locked, I could sense that he, too, was grappling with the same overwhelming emotions that threatened to consume us both.But before I could say anything, Henry ran away from me, leaving me with an overwhelming thought of our new connection and the unanswered questions that lingered in the
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***Henry****“It’s you,” Xavier whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of the pouring rain outside as his lips connected with mine in a soft, gentle kiss. For a moment, my mind went numb with shock and disbelief. The feeling of his touch sent shivers down my spine, making me forget about everything else at that moment. His smell fills my nostrils, making my wolf howl in approval, recognizing its mate.But the human in me knew this was wrong and dangerous. I pushed Xavier on his back, breaking the kiss abruptly, and took a step back, trying to regain my composure. “What are you doing? This... this doesn’t seem right,” I stammered, my heart racing with conflicting emotions. “We can’t do this.”Xavier rubbed his chin, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes dark with desire. “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t fight this pull between us,” he whispered, stepping closer. “I need you.”Xavier’s words made my mind race with desire and confusion. Despite knowing the consequences, I coul
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 137 Only Us
Xavier***The nights blurred together in quiet recovery, in whispered conversations I was never meant to hear, in the lingering weight of what could have been. The Darkmoon Pack spoke of the battle, of Henry’s return, of how close they had come to losing him. But beyond the murmurs, beyond the glances filled with unspoken grief, there was only Henry and me.He kept to his room, resting, though I knew the exhaustion he carried had little to do with his body. It was the kind that seeped into the bones, that weighed on the soul. He had always fought alone, always borne his burdens in silence. But now, I was here. And that was something he didn’t quite know how to handle.I checked on him every night. At first, it was practical—making sure he ate, ensuring he didn’t overexert himself. But as the nights passed, my visits became something else. They stretched longer, our silences more weighted, the air between us thick with things left unsaid.Like tonight.The fire cast flickering shadows
My Stepbrother, My Mate 136 Peace Before the Storm
The journey back to Darkmoon Pack was a quiet one. The weight of everything they had just faced pressed heavily upon them, an unspoken tension lingering in the air. The night had stretched on endlessly, but dawn was beginning to break on the horizon, casting a soft glow over the forest as they neared home.Xavier kept his arms around Henry as they rode through the thick woods. Henry's body was warm against his, his breathing slow and even, but Xavier could feel the exhaustion radiating from him. The darkness had taken its toll. His mate had nearly been lost to the darkness, and though they had won this fight, the war was far from over. The image of Henry collapsing in battle was still burned into Xavier’s mind. He had almost lost him. And that thought alone was unbearable.Diego rode ahead, leading the way, while Fiona remained silent, her mind lost in thoughts Xavier couldn’t decipher. But he wasn’t focused on them—his attention was solely on Henry.“Are you awake?” Xavier’s voice wa
My Stepbrother, My Mate 135 The Puppet and the Master
The forest was eerily silent, the usual symphony of night creatures absent as if they, too, feared what lurked in the shadows. Moonlight spilled through the branches, casting ghostly shapes on the ground as Xavier, Diego, and Fiona stood in tense formation. A damp chill clung to the air, thick with the scent of earth and distant rain. Henry rested against Xavier’s chest, his breathing shallow but steady, his face pale in the dim glow.The battle for his soul had been fought—but the war was far from over.Fiona’s golden eyes flickered toward the horizon, unreadable. "We don’t have much time before Lyra strikes again."Diego exhaled sharply, his fists clenching at the mere mention of her name. She had already taken too much from them—now, she sought his son. "Then tell me, what’s our next move?"Fiona’s gaze turned to Henry. The silver strands of his hair caught the moonlight, his fragile state a reminder of the darkness that had nearly claimed him. "We need to get him to safety. The co
My Stepbrother, My Mate 134 The Guardian’s Return
The weight of Xavier’s words hung in the air, thick and undeniable. The Guardian. A name whispered in old legends, a force that had once stood against the darkness and lived to tell the tale. If anyone could help Henry, it was them.Diego’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening. “That’s impossible,” he said. “The Guardian disappeared years ago. No one has seen them since.”“But they’re real,” Xavier insisted. “And they’re our only hope.”Diego exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. He had spent years searching for answers, for a way to keep his son safe. The darkness had stolen too much already. If the Guardian was still out there, they had to find them.Henry stirred, his fingers twitching against Xavier’s arm. He was still too weak to stand, his breathing uneven. "We... we don’t have time,” he rasped.Xavier’s grip on him tightened. “We’ll make time.”Determination set in Diego’s eyes as he turned toward the door. “Then we leave now.”***The journey through the dense fore
My Stepbrother, My Mate 133 The Guardian
The silence in Henry’s room was suffocating, a heavy, oppressive weight that seemed to press down on his chest with every labored breath. His surroundings were shrouded in darkness, yet the air felt thick, as if the shadows themselves were alive, watching him. Henry was awake, but the world around him was a hazy, half-formed nightmare, its grip on him unyielding. His fingers, sticky with the remnants of blood, curled and uncurled in confusion. Was it his own blood? Or someone else’s?A whisper slithered through the darkness, curling around his senses like icy fingers grazing his skin. A shiver raced down his spine, though the room itself was uncomfortably warm. His breath hitched, the faint taste of iron—a coppery tang that could only be blood—clinging to the back of his throat. Was it his? Or someone else’s?"You feel it, don’t you?” Lyra’s voice hissed through the shadows, the words curling around him like a cold wind. “The hunger, the thirst gnawing at your very soul? You’re alread
My Stepbrother, My Mate 132 Who wears light?
Xavier***Diego stood motionless, his fists clenched so tight I feared his knuckles would burst. His body trembled, but whether it was from rage or the fear of facing Fiona’s impossible return, I couldn’t tell. I could see it in his eyes—a father’s anguish, a mate’s despair. The ghosts of the past had clawed their way back into the present, threatening to swallow us whole."“How?” Diego finally managed, his voice hoarse. “How is that possible?”Cody’s eyes darkened as he stepped further into the room. “She was sucked into darkness, and I stood there, helpless, as she was torn away from me.” His voice cracked, betraying the weight of the memory.“You think she’s been... alive all this time?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, unsure of the enormity of what we were discussing."Not alive—not in the way we know it," Cody answered grimly. "She was caught in the fold between life and death, a soul trapped in darkness, manipulated by something far more ancient than anything we've eve
My Stepbrother, My Mate 131 Echoes of the Luna
Xavier***The flickering candlelight cast restless shadows across the wooden walls, the air thick with unspoken tension. Dust hung heavy, stirred only by the occasional shift as I turned another brittle page. The weight of our task pressed down like a storm cloud ready to break.My fingers traced the ancient ink, my mind racing with the implications of what I had read. But no matter how many times I reread it, the answer remained the same: to save Henry, I would have to make the ultimate sacrifice. The truth of my family’s dark history loomed large, and I knew that to protect Henry, I had to make a choice that could change everything.“We need to be sure,” Diego murmured, breaking the silence. His deep voice held a rare edge of hesitation, a side of him I seldom saw. “There has to be another way. We can’t rush into this without exhausting every possibility.”I exhaled sharply, frustration tightening my jaw. “I don’t have time, Diego. Henry doesn’t have time. The darkness is consuming
My Stepbrother, My Mate 130 Caught in Darkness
Henry****My body trembles, my breath ragged as I strain against the restraints holding me down. My wrists are bound to this cold, unforgiving chair, the ropes digging into my skin, but it’s the pain inside my head that’s worse. The darkness has seeped into me, suffocating me from the inside, and now it’s coming for me, trying to consume everything I’ve ever been.The room around me is dim, the air thick and heavy, pressing down with each breath I take. But it’s the shadows that get to me the most. They claw at me, whispering from the corners where the light never reaches. I can feel their cold fingers creeping into my mind, wrapping around my thoughts, twisting them into grotesque shapes.Give in, Henry. There is nothing left for you but me.The words are soft at first, like a murmur in the back of my mind, but they’re getting louder, growing louder with every second. I grit my teeth, trying to shut them out, but it’s no use. They won’t stop.You’re nothing without me. You were alway
My Stepbrother, My Mate 127 The price
The room closed in on Xavier, the air thick with a suffocating weight. Shadows clung to the corners, twisting and warping in a dance of mocking whispers, echoing his deepest failures and fears. The journal lay on the table before him, its presence a cold reminder of the sins that had brought him to this point. His fingers hovered over the worn leather, but he could not bear to open it. The vision of the altar—the blood, the hollow, accusing eyes of his mother—replayed in his mind like a tormenting nightmare. He had been born of violence, of rejection, forged in the darkness of his father’s cruel design. And Henry… his mate, his salvation, now stood as nothing more than a pawn in that same twisted game of shadows."You don’t get to say that, Xavier," Diego snapped, his voice raw, full of unspent anger. "You didn’t choose this. You didn’t choose him." His frustration rippled through the space, but beneath the edge of it, Xavier heard something else—something softer, more understanding.
