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17 Reject me
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2024-09-08 03:43:19
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 18 Let me show you
*****Henry*****“Am I so bad that you would rather be alone than spend your life with me?” He questioned, his voice filled with a mixture of sadness and resignation.I took a deep breath, knowing that my decision was final, and replied, “I don’t want to ever see you again.” I repeated the words that Xavier once told me. “And if you ever come in front of me, I will make sure you regret it. These are words you said to me at our parent’s funeral.” I felt a pang of guilt as I saw the hurt in his eyes, but I knew I had to stand my ground. “You ask if you are bad or not, but Xavier, I was ten when the only family, my brother, pushed me away from his life forever.” I lowered my head as the memories of that flooded back, causing tears to well up in my eyes. “I may have been young, but I will never forget how you abandoned me when I needed you the most,” I whispered, my voice breaking with emotion. “You blamed me for our parents’ deaths, but you tell me, was it really my fault that they prote
Last Updated : 2024-09-09My Stepbrother, My Mate 19 He wants you
*****Henry*****“What?” I mumbled, my voice barely audible now, my body tingling with excitement and nervousness. “Let me show you,” he whispered, before closing the distance between us and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss that left me breathless.And that was the moment I knew I was in trouble.I want to push him away, but my body betrays me as I lean into the kiss, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us. His lips taste like the forbidden fruit I’ve always wanted. My body ignites with desire as his hands roam over my skin, sending shivers down my spine.“You say you don’t care. Then why did you let me kiss you like that?” He murmured against my lips, his voice husky with desire. The answer was lost in the haze of passion, my mind clouded by the intoxicating feeling of being wanted.I pushed his chest, but Xavier caught my hand and moved his lips to my neck, trailing soft kisses down my skin. The world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us lost in the heat of t
Last Updated : 2024-09-10My Stepbrother, My Mate 20 Tell me
*****Henry*****“He wants to fuck you, fool,” Xavier blurted out, his words harsh and direct.“What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing—the shock and disbelief evident in my voice.“He’s obsessed with you,” Xavier continued, his expression serious. “And I can’t let him have you.”“I am no one’s possession,” I declared firmly, my resolve strengthening with each word. “Just leave me like you did in the past,” I added, my voice tinged with a hint of hurt. “I don't want you to come one day and claim yourself as my mate and say you want me.” I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. “I am not a prize to be won or a possession to be claimed. There was only one thing that I ever wanted in my life, and that was a mate who loved me and accepted me for who I am without any conditions or expectations. But even that wish seemed too much to ask for.” I closed my eyes, trying to push down the disappointment and longing that threatened to overwhelm me. “I deserve someone who will s
Last Updated : 2024-09-10My Stepbrother, My Mate 21 Are you ashamed of me?
*****Xavier****I stare at Henry, his face glowing with a mix of emotions, waiting for me to break the silence and give him the reassurance he needed to confide in me. The tension between us was thick, and I knew that whatever that was I was keeping him from was the only thing that was separating us further apart. But I can’t tell him the truth now, not until I find a discloser that will not only bring us closer together but also help him understand why I had to keep it from him.With his hand cradled against my cheek, I could see the vulnerability in his eyes, begging me to trust him enough to share my secret. I knew that once I found the right words, our bond would be stronger than ever before. But our enemies that took our parents away were still out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I needed to protect him, even if it meant keeping him in the dark a little while longer.I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch, feeling the weight of my decisi
Last Updated : 2024-09-11My Stepbrother, My Mate 22 A Dirty Secret
****Xavier*****“Are you ashamed of me?” I asked, bearing my vulnerability, with tears forming in my eyes.“Never.” Xavier’s words trailed off as he reached out to hold my hand, his own eyes filled with emotion. “I just want to protect you and us from any potential threats,” he added softly.“You put your trust in me, and I promise to always stand by your side, no matter what challenges come our way,” he assured me, squeezing my hand gently. “Just for the time being, don’t let anyone know that you are mate, and let me handle any potential dangers that may arise.”I listen to his words carefully, feeling a sense of comfort and security wash over me. “If that is what you believe is best for us, then I will trust your judgment,” I replied, putting my trust in him even after the trauma I had been through because of his action, but deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease about keeping our relationship a secret.Xavier is an Alpha, and his being mated with an Omega like me, who to
Last Updated : 2024-09-12My Stepbrother, My Mate 23 Forbidden Romance
*****Xavier*****“Xavier...” Henry moaned my name, making me lose my mind as I captured his lips in a passionate kiss. The heat between us only intensified as our bodies pressed closer together, igniting a fire that I knew would be impossible to extinguish.“No talking necessary,” I whispered, my hands exploring his body with a hunger that matched his own. With my hands in between his legs, I can feel the warmth of his desire for me, his hard length pressing against my palm, urging me to give in to the temptation that had been building between us. “Your body knows exactly what it wants.” I fisted his length somehow above his pants, feeling the throbbing need beneath my touch. The desire in his eyes mirrored my own, a silent agreement passing between us as we both gave in to the inevitable.“Shhh... just let go,” I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper as I guided him toward release. The tension between us finally broke as we both surrendered to the passion that had been simmerin
Last Updated : 2024-09-12My Stepbrother, My Mate 24 How dare you
*****Xavier*****I stare at Henry as he sleeps peacefully, his features softening in slumber. With his head resting on my chest and arms wrapped around me, I feel a sense of contentment and longing for the moments we can steal together in the midst of our chaotic lives. Our love may be risky, but it’s worth every moment of joy and connection we find in each other.I brushed his hair, with fingers gliding from his silky forehead down to his cheek, savoring the intimacy of the moment. As the sun began to rise, his face came alive with the soft light, casting a gentle glow on his peaceful expression. How long has it been since we’ve been able to just be in each other’s arms like this? I never want this moment to end.When Henry was a kid, he always walked quietly inside and slid into covers without making a sound, as if he were trying to escape the world around him. His quiet demeanor was a stark contrast to his boisterous personality during the day. And early morning he used to quietly
Last Updated : 2024-09-13My Stepbrother, My Mate 25 Mating ceremony
*****Henry******A week has passed since the last time I saw Xavier, and I can’t help but wonder what he’s been up to.My shoulder is starting to heal, but I’m still unable to fully extend my arm, making everyday tasks more challenging. But surprisingly after coming from the healer and everything around me being changed, I was shifted into a larger bedroom with new furniture; my bedroom was filled with new clothes with a new queen-sized bed and a fresh bouquet of flowers on the nightstand.What happened in just a few days that made such a drastic change in my living situation? I know Xavier has something to do with it, as the people around me in the pack house also started to treat me with more respect and kindness. It’s as if I’ve been given a fresh start in a whole new world.But even with everything turning out so well in life, I feel the lack of Xavier’s presence in my life. His absence leaves a void that no amount of material possessions or kind gestures can fill. I wonder where
Last Updated : 2024-09-13
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 169 Ashes and War
Xavier***I rise—slow, trembling—like a man being dragged from a grave. Every muscle screams, raw and unrelenting, as if grief itself has shredded my skin, replacing it with jagged shards of fire. My bones are burning, my heart a hollow echo, a beat I don't deserve. I gasp for air, but each breath feels like swallowing broken glass, tearing me open again. My fingers curl into fists, not from strength, but to stop them from shaking with the violence of loss. Power lingers beneath my skin, volatile and grief-soaked, pulsing with every heartbeat that shouldn't exist without him.Around me, the sky groans—a wounded beast mourning its fallen. Silver bleeds into darkness, not like twilight, but like the world itself is weeping, like the last light of love is dying.And maybe it is.Maybe a part of the world did die with him.But I’m still breathing.And Cael is still here.He staggers, clutching at the gaping void where Henry’s light gutted him—an abyss carved into his very existence. His f
My Stepbrother, My Mate 168 End of a Prince
Xavier****The moment holds like a breath caught in the throat—Like even the world doesn’t dare move, waiting to see if we survive this.I can barely feel my body anymore. Fiona’s magic is fading, its light flickering around me like dying embers. My lungs burn. My soul screams. And Henry—God, Henry—he stands there with the Blade trembling in his hand like it wants to consume him whole.His eyes find mine.Not the golden-black fire that’s taken over him.Him.Just… him.“I remember the first time we met, just as children,” he says.It’s quiet. So quiet I almost think I imagined it.But I didn’t.Because that voice—that voice is Henry.Not the weapon.Not the monster.Not Cael’s puppet.Just my Henry.“I remember thinking…” he breathes out, voice shaking, “if we could just stay like this. Just the two of us.”I can’t speak. I can’t move.All I can do is look at him and let the tears fall.Because I know what’s about to happen.Cael roars, the air cracking as he throws his power forward
My Stepbrother, My Mate 167 Choose the pain or the end
The battlefield holds still. Not even the wind dares to move.Then, from the scorched ash, Cael emerges.Tall. Otherworldly. Built from shadow and ancient stone. A figure forged in both divine fire and endless night.His eyes glow— not with light, but with judgment. Stars that never belonged in the sky.Every step he takes distorts the air. A cold pulse rolls outward. warping the ground, making time itself stutter.The silence deepens. Not peaceful— paralyzing.The corrupted power surges through Henry’s veins, overwhelming him. His body trembles, struggling under the Blade’s curse as it claws at his very mind. His voice cracks when Cael speaks to him, each word drowning out the memories of loyalty, love, and the life he once knew.Henry drops to his knees. Breath ragged. Body flickering— caught somewhere between man and beast.Golden fur darkens, sliding into shadow. His eyes—once soft, warm blue— Now blaze with an unnatural gold-black fire.The Blade pulses through
My Stepbrother, My Mate 166 The Battle for His Soul
Xavier***The battlefield was a graveyard of shattered hope, where the screams of the fallen still echoed in the hollow silence, clinging to the ashes like ghosts that refused to leave. Bound wolves lay scattered like broken dolls, Firstborns reduced to ash, and the innocent—charred, unrecognizable—were caught in the path of Henry, now a vessel for Cael's wrath.Smoke curled like serpents through the blood-soaked ruins, clinging to the bones of the fallen.And at the center of it all—he stood.Henry.But not the Henry I knew.He shifted into his wolf form—a radiant monster bathed in ruin and sorrow.Golden fur shimmered beneath the ash, glinting like dying sunlight on a battlefield soaked in grief. His frame towered—regal, magnificent, but grotesquely wrong, like a statue of a hero twisted by pain.Power clung to him—not his own, but an ancient poison, corrupted and stolen from the Blade. It pulsed through him like a second heartbeat—merciless and cold.His eyes were wrong.No longer
My Stepbrother, My Mate 165 The Blade Unleashed
Henry****I was the Blade now.But in the final heartbeat before I vanished… I remembered Xavier’s laugh, like sunlight in winter. The warmth of his hand as it slipped into mine. The way he once whispered, "Promise me you’ll always come back," his breath trembling against my ear.Then it was gone—ripped away, drowned beneath the bloodlust and fire, as the killer I had become opened his eyes for the first time.Power. Endless, unyielding, pure.The moment the blade accepted me, it didn't just burn—I combusted. Power surged through my veins like volcanic fire, ripping my body apart only to reforge it in shadow and flame. My bones snapped and reformed. My skin cracked like porcelain before sealing again, tougher, darker. I screamed, or maybe the world did.When I stood, it was with a predator's stillness and a god's fury.I was not Henry anymore. I was the Blade incarnate.And I wanted blood.The sky shattered above me. Shadows fled before the storm I had become.Bound wolves leapt.I to
My Stepbrother, My Mate 164 The Price of Power
Henry***The battlefield had fallen silent—not from peace, but from anticipation. The air hung heavy with ash and tension, as though the world itself held its breath. All eyes had turned to Cael. All ears strained to hear what none of us wanted to believe.“To awaken the blade,” he said again, his voice quiet and unshaking, “a life must be given.”A sacrifice.The weight of those words echoed louder than any scream, more final than any death.“No,” Xavier whispered beside me, his grip on my wrist tightening. “No, we’ll find another way.”Cael didn’t answer him. He looked only at me.Because he knew.Because I knew.I stepped forward slowly, as if wading through grief itself. My heart thundered with dread, but somewhere deep inside, I already understood. From the moment the Veil tore. From the moment Dean became something else. From the first howl of the Firstborn. This was never going to end with a battle. It would end with a choice.My choice.Xavier stepped in front of me, his eyes
My Stepbrother, My Mate 163 The Blade That Demands Blood
Henry***The sky bled fire—crimson tendrils streaking across the heavens like the last breath of a dying god. Smoke coiled in black spirals, choking out the stars, and in the glow of that apocalyptic dawn, the world trembled. Buildings burned like paper. Trees split open, screaming with sap and flame. It was as if the sky itself had turned traitor—spilling fury upon a land already drowning in sorrow.Ash rained from the heavens as screams tore through the night—raw, primal, unrelenting. The ground cracked with each tremor of advancing doom, and the air itself seemed to shriek with terror. Human and wolf alike fell, their bodies twisted in agony as cities crumbled into infernos. Roads split open, swallowing vehicles and warriors whole. The Veil had been ripped open, a gaping, bleeding scar across reality, and through its ancient wound, the Firstborn surged like a plague of nightmares—fangs bared, eyes soulless, their very presence unraveling the laws of nature. They were not just killi
My Stepbrother, My Mate 162 The Howl Between Worlds
An ancient howl splits the veil between worlds. As forgotten monsters rise, Xavier and Henry must choose—submit to destiny… or tear it apart together.Xavier*****The earth trembled beneath my feet, a slow, aching quake—as if the ground itself mourned what the sky had just revealed. I could feel it—deep in my bones—that something ancient had been awakened, something far beyond even Cael.I turned to Henry, still clutching his hand.“We need to move,” I said, though my voice was hoarse and dry. Like I’d swallowed centuries of dust and dread.Henry’s gaze stayed fixed on the place where Dean had stood, now swallowed by shadow.“They’re not waiting. The Firstborns—they're already moving.”The air shifted. The woods whispered.And then—A howl.Low. Deep. Endless.It wasn’t Cael.It wasn’t Dean.It wasn’t any wolf I knew.My breath hitched. “Did you hear that?”Fiona’s face went pale. “That was… one of the Bound.”“The what?” I asked, but she was already staggering back, gripping Diego’s
My Stepbrother, My Mate 161 From Whisper to War
Xavier ****A wind colder than winter sliced through the trees, carrying with it the scent of ancient soil… and blood too old to name. Every wolf instinct in me screamed—Run. But my feet refused to move. The earth trembled beneath us—alive, aware… listening.And then, from the darkness between the trees, he emerged.Massive. Not just in size—but in presence. The very air bent around him.Cael.He wasn’t like any wolf I’d ever seen—not even in the oldest memory-visions whispered by the elders. His fur shimmered with obsidian and silver, like lightning trapped in shadow. And his eyes… God, his eyes. burned gold. Not the kind of gold that promised warmth or hope—no. They were molten. Merciless. Like a dying sun collapsing in on itself.Time held its breath.The wind blew.Even the trees leaned away from him, as though nature itself remembered the monster it once entombed.Henry moved first—just a step. No flinch. No fear. Just a steady gaze. And in that gaze… something unexpected
