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My Stepbrother, My Mate 66 Whispers in the Storm
*****Henry****The wind howled outside, battering the walls of the abandoned hut, but the cold couldn’t touch us—not like it should have. We were different. Stronger. The storm outside was nothing compared to the one brewing inside, a storm that threatened to tear us apart from the inside out.Xavier’s body was pressed against mine, so close I could feel the heat of him seeping through the thin fabric of our clothes. The hut was small, cramped, and suffocating, but we didn’t dare move. Every shift, every breath, every sound could give us away. We had no choice but to stay still, to hold on to the silence, to hold on to each other.His hand was on my waist, gripping me as though I was the only thing keeping him grounded, as though the tension between us could break at any moment. We were too close. Too exposed. I could feel his heartbeat hammering against my back, his chest rising and falling in time with mine. It was a shared rhythm, but one that only amplified the fear creeping into
Last Updated : 2024-11-17My Stepbrother, My Mate 67 The Storm Within
****Henry**** The storm outside howled, battering the hut’s fragile walls with all the fury of a wild beast. But it was the storm brewing inside that had me on edge—a storm that was far more dangerous, one that could rip apart everything I held onto. Xavier’s body was rigid behind me, his breath shallow, his pulse erratic as we both waited—silent, still—like prey caught in a predator’s grip. Diego and Cody were still out there, their voices low and sharp, threading suspicion through the air like a blade. Their presence hung in the air, thick with the promise of discovery. It was only a matter of time. And then came a shift. A soft thud. The unmistakable sound of paws padding against the ground. A growl rumbled through the room, and a dark shape slid into the shadows, its glowing eyes filled with urgency. Xavier’s muscles tensed, every fiber of his being on alert. I could feel his anger rising, like a fire building under his skin. His control was slipping—just barely. And I knew, de
Last Updated : 2024-11-18My Stepbrother, My Mate 68 Torn Between Fangs
****Henry***The storm outside raged harder, its winds howling against the fragile walls of the hut, as if echoing the chaos inside Xavier. The tension in the room was unbearable, suffocating even. His anger rolled off him in waves, crackling like static in the air, and I could feel it deep in my bones.Xavier's wolf was clawing at him from the inside, desperate to break free, to tear through the world in a frenzy of violence and rage. I could feel it—his pulse quickening, his breath shallow as though every part of him was about to snap. The physical pain from his injuries was still there, but it was nothing compared to the battle waging in his mind, his wolf fighting for dominance, threatening to overtake everything. His wounds—if the wolf took control now—would never heal. And that knowledge, that fear, made every muscle in his body tense, every inch of his frame rigid with control."Henry…" His voice was rough, like gravel scraped against skin, but his eyes, wild and desperate, loc
Last Updated : 2024-11-20My Stepbrother, My Mate 69 Uncontrollable Heat
****Henry****The pull between us felt like gravity, an invisible force that I couldn't escape, no matter how hard I tried. Every breath I took carried Xavier’s scent deeper into my lungs, and it only made things worse. My wolf, the part of me that was supposed to stay hidden, was roaring to the surface, urging me to submit. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.Xavier, with his powerful presence, was just steps away, and I could feel the weight of his gaze on me like a physical touch. His amber eyes, the color of molten gold, locked onto mine with a knowing, patient intensity that made my heart race. I wanted to look away. I wanted to flee. But I was frozen. His power and his dominance were suffocating.“You’re fighting it, Henry." Xavier's voice was rough, like gravel being ground underfoot. The words sent a shiver down my spine, but I couldn’t let myself respond.“I have to,” I muttered, barely above a whisper, my voice cracking as the struggle inside me intensified. “I can't just give in to
Last Updated : 2024-11-22My Stepbrother, My Mate 70 The Pull
***Henry****The pull between us felt like gravity, an invisible force that I couldn’t escape, no matter how hard I tried. Every breath I took carried Xavier’s scent deeper into my lungs, and it only made things worse. My wolf, the part of me that was supposed to stay hidden, was roaring to the surface, urging me to submit. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.Xavier’s presence was overpowering, the space between us a cauldron of heat, tension, and something darker I couldn’t name. His amber eyes, molten gold, were locked onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. The soft flicker of a smirk played at the corner of his lips, as though he knew exactly what I was feeling. But I refused to let him see it.The distance between us was closing, and each step he took made my breath come faster, each movement a reminder of the battle I was losing.“You’re fighting it, Henry," Xavier's voice was a low growl, rough like gravel being ground underfoot. It sent a shiver down my spine, and I fo
Last Updated : 2024-11-23My Stepbrother, My Mate 71 Breaking Point
*****Xavier****The night was suffocating, heavy with the scent of blood and the promise of danger. My legs throbbed, the wounds deep enough to make every step a fresh wave of agony. Henry hovered nearby, his amber eyes darting toward the shadows that moved through the trees. The rogues were closing in, their growls echoing through the forest under Alpha Diego’s command.I couldn’t protect us like this.Diego and Cody left, but the rogue wolves are still lurking in the darkness, as if they smell us, but I know Henry's magic is hinding our scent well enough. But even through in this tiny hut a two lone wolves with me, the Alphaa, being injured and Hnery, who doesn't know how to use his powers or fight to protect us, I fear our chances of survival are slim.Pain shot through me as I leaned against the wall, trying to steady my breathing and focus on trying to clam my racing heart. The sound of distant howls outside only added to my anxiety, reminding me that we were not out of danger ye
Last Updated : 2024-11-25My Stepbrother, My Mate 72 Claiming
The cave was alive with frantic breaths, hearts pounding in unison, and the distant howls of the rogues closing in. Xavier’s leg burned with every step, but the pull of his wolf’s need—no, his mate’s need—was far stronger than any physical pain.Henry’s hands gripped his arm with fierce protectiveness, the touch igniting a fire in Xavier that he couldn’t control. The bond was no longer something to fight against. It had exploded between them, raw and untamed. He couldn’t resist it anymore. He didn’t want to.Henry’s amber eyes locked with his, wild with fear, but there was something deeper there—something more primal. "Xavier, I—""Shut up," Xavier growled, cutting him off. The bond was too strong. He needed Henry now; he needed to claim him in the most visceral, undeniable way. The rogues would be here soon, but right now, the only thing that mattered was Henry. "Let me claim you."Before Henry could protest, Xavier yanked him closer, crushing their bodies together. Their kiss was a
Last Updated : 2024-11-27My Stepbrother, My Mate 73 Unbound Desire
The cave was alive with an electric pulse, the walls echoing the frantic beat of our hearts. The distant howls of the rogues still reverberated from beyond, but here, in this moment, nothing else mattered. Xavier’s presence was overwhelming, his scent filling the air—wild, earthy, and intoxicating. It clung to me like a second skin, seeping into my lungs with every breath I took. His body was a furnace against mine, and every brush of his fingertips against my skin felt like fire. I could feel the tension radiating between us, the charge of our bond, so strong that it almost hurt. There was no denying it now. There was no more fight in me—only a raw, burning need that I couldn’t escape, that I didn’t want to escape. Xavier’s amber eyes burned with an intensity that left me breathless. His hands moved with precision, almost as if he were testing the limits of my patience, feeling the way my body reacted to every touch, every whisper. I could feel the heat of his breath against my sk
Last Updated : 2024-12-01
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My 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.
My 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
My Stepbrother, My Mate 107 A Game of Chess
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
My 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
My 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
My 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
My 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
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
My Stepbrother, My Mate 101 The Last Connection
Henry***I stood before the mirror, the faint glow of candlelight flickering over my reflection. The boy I once was—scared, skinny, and flinching at his own shadow—was long gone. In his place stood a man shaped by fire and pain, a leader forged through survival.My fingers brushed the scars on my chest, each one a stark reminder of battles fought and survived. The jagged line across my ribs from an ambush that nearly killed me. The faint mark on my shoulder from shielding another. A deep gash across my forearm where I had defended myself with nothing but my instincts and determination. These scars weren’t just wounds; they were milestones, proof that I had endured and emerged stronger.The body before me now, defined and powerful, bore little resemblance to the fragile omega I used to be. The transformation wasn’t just physical—it was emotional, mental, and spiritual. A decade ago, I couldn’t imagine being here, much less leading anyone. I was the punchline to everyone’s jokes, a weak
