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My Stepbrother, My Mate 54 The Escape Plan
*****Henry****Sweat beaded on my forehead as I prepared myself for what was to come. I closed my eyes tightly and waited for the inevitable punishment. I know Diego will grab my lie and will not leave me unscathed. The fear of his anger consumed me as I awaited my fate.A warm breath brushed against my ear as Diego whispered, “You know, the conquests of lies will be harsh, but you still decided to deceive me.” Diego’s words made my heart pound even faster, knowing that I had made a grave mistake. The weight of my deception hung heavy in the air as I braced myself for the repercussions of my actions.“Leave him, Diego; you have your Warth with me, not with him.” Xavier’s voice came from the back, attempting to diffuse the tension between Diego and me. But Diego’s anger seemed to be too intense to be easily quelled, and I knew I had to face the consequences of my deceit alone.“You both, brothers...” Diego said but paused with a smirk that sent a chill down my spine. His eyes narrowed
Last Updated : 2024-11-02My Stepbrother, My Mate 55 Where is Xavier?
****Henry****“Now...” Xavier shouted, making me change into my wolf.Within a second, in front of my eyes, I watched Xavier doing something no Alpha had ever done before—he shifted into his wolf form. He launched at Diego from the back, a deed no Alpha Wolf had ever attempted in the history of our pack. Because attacking someone from behind is a sign of cowardice and failure, and no Alpha Wolf had ever dared to break that code of honor. But Xavier’s bold move caught Diego off guard, giving us the split second we needed to break free and make a run for it. The sound of growls and snarls filled the air as we sprinted through the dense forest, adrenaline pumping through our veins. We could hear the pounding footsteps of the creatures chasing us getting closer and closer. But I didn’t dare to look back, just like Xavier asked me to, knowing that any hesitation could cost us our lives. Instead, I focused on pushing my legs to their limits, determined to escape the looming danger behind us
Last Updated : 2024-11-03My Stepbrother, My Mate 56 A slave to your whims
*****Henry*****“Xavier...” I called out his name, my voice trembling with worry. Xavier’s eyes fluttered open, and he weakly reached out a hand towards me, a small smile forming on his lips even through his obvious pain. “Henry…. I am glad you are fine,” he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.I squeezed his hand tightly, feeling a wave of relief wash over me at the sound of his voice. “I am fine, but you need medical attention right away,” I replied, trying to keep my own voice steady despite the fear gripping my heart. “Hang in there; I will mind linking Dean and have him bring help immediately.”“No,” Xavier weakly protested, his grip on my hand tightening slightly. “Dean shouldn’t know about this. Just stay with me.”“Xavier, I can’t sit back and watch you suffer alone,” I replied firmly.“Shh…. I have you. I don’t need anyone else but you right now,” Xavier whispered, his eyes searching mine for reassurance.“Let me help you,” I insisted, gently prying his hand off mine.
Last Updated : 2024-11-04My Stepbrother, My Mate 57 Stranded Alone
*****Henry*****“I know you don’t take me as your brother or mate or anything more than a slave to your whims,” I whispered, the hurt evident in my voice.Xavier looks at me, his eyes filled with regret and sorrow, finally speaking softly, “You are not my brother Henry, but you are my mate, and I do trust you more than anyone else in this world. I just struggle to open up sometimes, but I promise to try harder for you.”“You have taken another wolf as your mate, Xavier; then why do you still want me by your side?” I questioned, feeling a mix of confusion and longing. Xavier reaches out to touch my shoulder gently, saying, “Because you are the one that I want; no one else can take your place; you are my mate. No one else can take the place you have in my heart.” Xavier said, his eyes filled with sincerity.“Don’t lie, Xavier, you have claimed another wolf as your mate in front of all wolves from all around the world. How can you expect me to believe that I still hold a special place in
Last Updated : 2024-11-06My Stepbrother, My Mate 58 I'm not who you think I am
*****Henry*****“Xavier...” I whispered back, feeling a rush of excitement at his touch. As his thump glided over my lower lip, making me shiver with anticipation, “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my heart racing with desire. “Just showing you how much I care,” he replied, his eyes locked on mine, filled with a mix of passion and tenderness. As he put his hand on the small of my back, pulling me closer to him, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotions overwhelming me. And I closed my eyes when I felt his lips gently brush against mine, igniting a fire within me that had been extinguished for so long.Xavier’s lips moved with a skillful tenderness that sent shivers down my spine. The touch of his lips on mine was like a spark igniting a flame, awakening a passion within me that I had long forgotten. Buried beneath the surface, waiting to be unleashed by his touch.“Henry...” Xavier’s voice was muffled as he whispered my name, his warm breath sending ch
Last Updated : 2024-11-07My Stepbrother, My Mate 59 The hidden truth
*****Henry*****“Tell me now then.” Xavier hesitated before finally speaking. “I’m not who you think I am. There are things about my past that I’ve kept hidden from you.” My heart sank as I braced myself for what he was about to reveal. “What do you mean by that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Xavier’s eyes held mine as he confessed, “I’m not who you think I am. Henry.”I raised my eyebrows in confusion, not understanding what he meant by that. “What do you mean by that?” I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. Xavier took a deep breath before continuing,“Even I recently learned about what hidden secrets my family has been keeping from me. It turns out, my true identity is not what I believed it to be all these years.” My mind raced with questions as I struggled to comprehend the bombshell Xavier had just dropped on me.“What true identity are you talking about?” I asked, feeling a mix of curiosity and concern. “You are Xavier De La Vega, the son of Alpha Nicolas De La V
Last Updated : 2024-11-08My Stepbrother, My Mate 60 What is that I have?
*****Henry*****I sighed and braced myself for the shocking revelation that was about to come. “Tell me, Xavier, I can’t handle the suspense any longer. It’s eating me up inside,” I urged, my voice barely above a whisper.Xavier took a deep breath, his expression grave, before finally revealing the truth that would change everything. “First, promise me you won’t hate me for what I’m about to say,” he said softly.I look at his face, my heart sinking at the seriousness of his tone. “I promise,” I replied, my voice barely audible. “Just tell me.”I watched as Xavier signed loudly and hesitated for a moment before finally confessing, “It was a month after I found out that you are mate and that you are not an ordinary wolf or omega if I am being honest.”I regretted waiting for him to continue, my mind racing with the possibilities of what he could possibly be about to reveal. “I didn’t want to believe it at first, but the signs were all there,” he admitted, his eyes filled with regret. “T
Last Updated : 2024-11-09My Stepbrother, My Mate 61 The weak one
*****Henry******“You must be Omega, but you are not weak; you have something that made people exploit you.”“Tell me then, what is it that made others exploit me?” I asked, feeling my heart sink with disappointment. Xavier paused, his gaze softening as he replied, “The blood that runs through your veins has the power to rejuvenate and heal others, like a medicine for their ailments.” He took my hand in his. “But unfortunately, that same power makes you vulnerable; every time someone exploits it, they weaken you little by little until you are left drained and helpless.” I felt a mix of anger and sadness wash over me, realizing the truth behind my constant struggles.“Is that why I always feel so exhausted and drained, both physically and emotionally?” I questioned, looking for some clarity in Xavier’s words. He nodded solemnly, his eyes reflecting understanding and empathy for my plight. “Yes, because without your knowledge and consent, others have been draining you of your energy and
Last Updated : 2024-11-10
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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
