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My Stepbrother, My Mate 80 A New Threat
Henry****The silence that settled over the clearing after Cyrus disappeared was deafening. The wind howled through the trees, but even the wilderness felt still, holding its breath, waiting. I could feel the cold biting at my skin, but it was nothing compared to the chill that had settled deep in my chest.Xavier hadn’t moved, his back straight, his eyes still locked on the spot where Cyrus had vanished into the shadows. The tension in him was palpable, like a storm that hadn’t yet hit but was building, waiting for the right moment to break.I could feel the weight of his emotions, even if he wasn’t saying anything. His anger, his pain, and—though he would never admit it—his fear. But there was something else there too, something deeper that made my chest tighten as I stood silently beside him, waiting for him to speak.The quiet stretched on, my heart racing, my thoughts tangled. Every part of me wanted to ask him what that had been, what Cyrus had meant, but I knew better than to p
Last Updated : 2024-12-05My Stepbrother, My Mate 81 Beautiful weakness
Hnery*****The clearing erupted into chaos as the crimson light faded, revealing a figure that seemed to command the very shadows around him. Diego. The rogue Alpha stood tall, his jet-black hair whipping in the icy wind, a wicked smirk etched on his rugged face. His eyes glowed with a predatory amber, and his presence felt suffocating, an aura of danger wrapped in ruthless confidence.“Well, well,” Diego drawled, his voice smooth as silk but carrying the promise of violence. “Xavier, always so predictable. And you…” His gaze shifted to me, his smirk deepening. “Henry. The bond that ties him. How quaint.”Xavier moved instinctively, placing himself between me and Diego. "How did you find us?" Diego chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, my dear Xavier, you underestimate me. I always find what is mine." With a flick of his hand, he summoned his pack to surround us, trapping us in a circle of danger. "The smell of you guys arousal is unmistakable. You were so engaged in
Last Updated : 2024-12-06My Stepbrother, My Mate 82 A Painful Legacy
Henry***The air in the clearing was thick with tension, the bitter wind biting at my skin as I was dragged through the forest, each step taking me further away from Xavier’s anguished cries. My heart pounded, and with every painful breath, the reality of what was happening hit me harder. Diego’s grip was unyielding, his claws digging into my skin, drawing blood as he hauled me deeper into the shadows. I couldn’t look back—not yet. I couldn’t leave Xavier behind, not like this, but my body, my mind—they were both failing me."Henry…" Diego’s voice sliced through the air, smooth and cold. "You’re coming with me. No one gets away from me. No one."I tried to fight, tried to summon some ounce of strength, but every attempt felt futile. My body was a battlefield, torn between the need to flee, to escape, and the instinct to stay. I had never felt more helpless in my life. My bond with Xavier—so new, so raw—was both a tether and a trap. Every step I was forced to take without him, every se
Last Updated : 2024-12-07My Stepbrother, My Mate 83 Broken Bond
Henry****Every breath felt like a betrayal as Diego dragged me further into the clearing, the night air cold and sharp against my skin. My body screamed at me to fight, to flee, to do anything but submit, but I was already pushed past my limit. The bond mark on my neck, faint but glowing with Xavier’s energy, burned hotter with every step Diego forced me to take. It was as if the bond itself was trying to keep me tethered to him, to remind me that I wasn’t alone.But that connection was under siege, fraying at the edges under the oppressive weight of Diego’s presence.“You’ve got fire in you, Henry,” Diego said, his voice a mockery of admiration. “It’s almost admirable. Almost.”He shoved me forward, and I stumbled to my knees, gasping as the impact jarred every nerve in my body. I barely had time to lift my head before Diego was crouched in front of me, his face inches from mine. His amber eyes gleamed with malice.“But fire can be extinguished,” he murmured, reaching out to trace a
Last Updated : 2024-12-08My Stepbrother, My Mate 84 Through the ashes
***Henry***The first thing I felt was the pain—sharp, blinding. It hit me like a freight train, tearing through my side and pushing every breath from my lungs. My vision swam, everything hazy and distant. I tried to move, to force my body into action, but it was as if my limbs had been replaced with lead.I blinked, struggling to focus, but the world spun around me, and the smell of blood, mine and Henry’s, burned my nostrils. My hands were trembling, slick with crimson as I pushed myself up, my body protesting with every inch of movement.But I wasn’t finished.Henry. I needed to make sure he was okay.The sound of footsteps brought me to my senses. Diego. The bastard wasn’t dead yet, but I didn’t have time for him. My mind couldn’t focus on anything but Henry. The bond that had once pulsed so brightly between us was faint, flickering like a dying ember.I reached out with my senses, searching for him. Henry... My voice echoed in his mind, weak but desperate. Please, be okay. Please.
Last Updated : 2024-12-09My Stepbrother, My Mate 85 The Power he posess
Xavier***The forest seemed to hold its breath. Diego’s figure loomed closer, his cruel smirk a jagged slash in the dim moonlight. My muscles burned, every nerve in my body screaming for rest, but I refused to give in. Henry was still with me, his shallow breaths a fragile thread tying him to this world. I wouldn’t let that thread snap—not now, not ever.Diego’s voice sliced through the stillness. “How poetic. Two broken wolves clinging to each other, as if that’ll save you.”I wanted to lash out, to tear that grin off his face, but my body betrayed me, faltering as I adjusted Henry in my arms. His power had flared so fiercely moments ago, and now he was barely conscious. Whatever had sparked that surge—it was the only chance we had left.“Henry,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You need to wake up. Please.”His eyelids fluttered, and for a heart-stopping moment, I thought I’d lost him. But then, his gaze found mine. It was faint, but the fire was still there, simmering beneath his
Last Updated : 2024-12-10My Stepbrother, My Mate 86 My Son
Henry****The clearing seemed to shrink around us, the towering trees closing in as if the forest itself held its breath. My legs trembled, not just from exhaustion but from the overwhelming weight of what had just happened. The power I unleashed moments ago—raw, ancient, and wild—had surged through me like a tidal wave, and now it was gone, leaving me hollow and unsteady. My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath, Xavier’s hand gripping mine tightly, grounding me.But then Diego’s voice, low and resonant, shattered the fragile silence. “You are my son.”The words struck me like a physical blow. My heart faltered, a single beat missed before it resumed in an erratic rhythm. I stared at him, unable to move, unable to speak. His dark eyes bore into mine, filled with something I didn’t expect to see—pain. Genuine, raw pain.Xavier’s growl cut through the fog in my mind, his body stiffening beside me. “Don’t listen to him, Henry! He’s lying!”Diego took a step forward, and Xavier
Last Updated : 2024-12-11My Stepbrother, My Mate 87 Who Am I?
Henry****The tension in the clearing was suffocating. Xavier stood in front of me like a shield, his presence both comforting and overwhelming. Diego’s words echoed in my mind, relentless and cutting: You are my son. The world seemed to tilt beneath me, a haze of confusion swirling around my thoughts.I couldn’t make sense of it. I didn’t know how much more I could take.“Henry.” Xavier’s voice was low, almost pleading, as he turned to face me. His eyes, filled with worry and anger, searched mine. “You’re not listening to him. You can’t listen to him. He’s trying to twist your mind.”I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. How could I explain the strange warmth I’d felt when Diego touched me? It didn’t make sense, and yet... it felt undeniable.“Say something,” Xavier urged, his voice breaking. He reached for me, his hands cupping my face, his touch gentle against the storm inside me. “Tell me you don’t believe him. Please.”I stared into his eyes, my throat tightening.
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 154 Surrender and Claim
Xavier***The air was thick with tension, charged with an electricity that sparked every inch of my skin. Our bodies were impossibly close, the space between us nothing but a memory. His breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, trembling against my neck, as his hands moved over me, shaking with need. Each touch of his fingers felt like a demand, a silent plea for more.“Xavier...” His voice cracked, raw and needy, sending a shiver down my spine. His mouth hovered just above mine, lips trembling with hunger and desperation. The heat between us was unbearable, a storm of desire neither of us could escape. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat against my chest, fast, frantic, matching mine in its urgency.My hands moved, yanking at his clothes with a ferocity that matched the hunger surging through me. There was no hesitation now. I didn’t wait for permission for the lingering doubts. I needed him. I wanted him, and I wasn’t going to stop until he was mine. His body quivered beneath my
My Stepbrother, My Mate 153 You Don’t Get to Be Afraid
Xavier***Henry’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, his forehead pressed to mine as if grounding himself. His body trembled against me, heat rolling off him in waves, caught in the torturous pull between restraint and the desperate hunger written in his storm-gray eyes."Xavier..." he breathed, my name a fevered plea against my lips. His fingers curled into my shirt, knuckles white as if holding onto me was the only thing keeping him from unraveling. His heat burned through the fabric, his body trembling with unspoken need, every inch of him drawn taut with longing.I cupped his face, tilting his head up, forcing his gaze to lock with mine. "You don’t get to be afraid," I murmured, my thumb pressing against his cheekbone, firm, unyielding. "You’re mine, Henry. Every breath, every shudder—you belong to me."His lips parted, uncertainty flickering in his eyes, but beneath it, the hunger pulsed stronger. For a moment, I thought he would retreat, but then—he lunged. His mouth crashed ag
My Stepbrother, My Mate 152 Where Fear Meets Desire
Xavier****Alone in the room, away from the chaos of the world outside, I watched Henry take a deep breath and close his eyes. He seemed to seek solace in the quiet stillness, a brief moment of peace amidst the storm raging within him.A small smile on my lips looking at him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me as well. It was as if his serenity was contagious, bringing a sense of tranquility to the room. The threat is lurking in the shadows, but for now, we found solace in each other's presence, finding comfort in the shared silence. The darkness outside seemed less daunting with Henry by my side, a flicker of hope amidst the looming uncertainty.The tension in the room hung thick, suffocating in its intensity. Henry’s storm-gray eyes, darkened with fear and uncertainty, searched mine, and my heart pounded in response. His words had rattled me, leaving a crack in the carefully built walls I’d maintained. I could feel it, the weight of the darkness he carried, a shad
My Stepbrother, My Mate 151 A Call to the Devil
Xavier***The silence after Dean’s departure was suffocating, a void swallowing the room whole. It loomed between us, heavy and oppressive, daring us to speak, to breathe, to resist its pull. Henry’s breaths came in sharp, uneven gasps, his shoulders trembling under the crushing weight of a truth too monstrous to ignore. The flickering candlelight carved harsh shadows across his face, each flicker a glimpse into the turmoil twisting inside him—a war waged in silence, one he wasn’t sure he had the strength to win.Fiona stepped forward, hesitant, her fingers trembling as they reached for Henry, but she stopped just short of touching him. A flicker of doubt crossed her face, her shoulders tightening as if weighed down by the unspoken fears clawing at her. Her lips parted, but no words came—just a silent plea swimming in her eyes, a mother’s love battling the terror that threatened to consume her. Diego, ever the pillar of strength, stood rigidly beside her, his jaw clenched so tightly I
My Stepbrother, My Mate 150 The Chains of Destiny
Xavier****The weight of Dean’s words pressed down on me like a boulder, suffocating, unrelenting, crushing the very air from my lungs. The revelation didn’t just linger—it invaded, seeping into my bones, wrapping around my heart like an iron chain. The room felt smaller, the walls closing in, as if the universe itself recoiled from the truth, holding its breath, waiting for me to grasp the sheer gravity of what had just been spoken.Henry and I weren’t just mates. We were bound by something deeper, something that defied explanation, something that sent a cold shiver crawling down my spine.We were something beyond mortal comprehension. Something tethered to the abyss itself, lurking in the shadows of fate, waiting to consume us whole.Kin, bound by blood and destiny. A fate intertwined not just by love or the pull of the mate bond, but by something ancient, something dark—something that whispered in the marrow of my bones, waiting, watching, lurking just beyond the veil of my underst
My Stepbrother, My Mate 149 Beyond Mates
Xavier****The silence that followed Dean’s words was suffocating, thick with the weight of revelation and dread. My grip on Henry tightened, his body unnervingly still in my arms. His eyes—those eyes—held something I had never seen before. Not just fear. Not just pain. But understanding.He knew.Diego exhaled sharply, his fists clenched, knuckles whitening as barely restrained fury coiled beneath his skin like a caged beast. Fiona stood rigid beside him, her posture a picture of composed defiance, but her eyes—those fractured pools of maternal love—betrayed her. A flicker of horror, the silent war of a mother trapped between denial and the suffocating weight of an inevitable truth, trembled in their depths.“What do you mean?” I growled, forcing my voice to remain steady, though the ground beneath me felt as if it were crumbling. My pulse thundered in my ears, my breath shallow, uneven. “What the hell are you saying, Dean?”Dean’s smirk deepened, his ember-like eyes flickering with
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
