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82 A Painful Legacy
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My 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
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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.
Last Updated : 2024-12-13My Stepbrother, My Mate 88 The Weight of Power
Henry***The moon hung like a watchful eye above the clearing, casting silver light on the three figures frozen in a tense standoff. The air was thick with unspoken tension, a battle that raged not only between the men before me but within my very soul. Xavier, my mate, stood with his chest heaving, eyes dark with worry and determination. On the other side, Diego’s presence was heavy, like a shadow that clung to my skin, forcing its way into my thoughts.“You don’t have to do this, Henry,” Xavier’s voice was low, filled with quiet desperation as he reached for me, his hand hovering just inches from my shoulder. "Please, don’t listen to him. He’s using you."I felt his fingers tremble in the air between us, as if he feared I would slip through his grasp. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. But Diego’s words, cold and alluring, lingered in my mind—his claim of being my father, a twisted knot in my chest. You are my son. You belong with me. The weight of it was impossible to
Last Updated : 2024-12-14My Stepbrother, My Mate 89 The Weight of Choice
Henry****The darkness around us seemed to close in as the power inside me pulsed, still alive and burning beneath my skin. I couldn’t escape it. It was a part of me now, a constant reminder that the life I had known—my identity, my safety, everything—was slipping from my grasp. But even as I felt its grip tightening, there was something else in the air. A presence, a force that had never been there before, and I wasn’t sure whether it was something to fear or trust.Xavier held me close, his hands steady against the shaking of my body. His breath came in soft, hurried gasps, and I could feel his heart beating beneath the heat of my skin, an anchor amidst the storm. But my mind was a maze of conflicting thoughts, and the echo of Diego’s words still reverberated in my ears."You belong with me."Diego's voice, once so commanding, now seemed distant, fading into the background as I struggled to find my footing. His promises of power and truth clung to me like a second skin, but they wer
Last Updated : 2024-12-15My Stepbrother, My Mate 90 A Bitter Goodbye
Henry****The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, but beneath it lingered something darker—a metallic tang of danger that made my teeth clench. Xavier’s hand hovered where mine had been, trembling before it fell to his side. His eyes were wide, searching mine with an intensity that bordered on desperation, but I couldn’t ignore the pull of Diego’s presence—the lure of answers I hadn’t even known I was searching for.Diego watched us, his gaze unwavering and unreadable. There was no triumph in his eyes, no satisfaction—just a quiet intensity that unsettled me more than any expression of malice ever could. “I understand your hesitation, Henry,” he said, his voice soft but insistent. “This isn’t a choice to take lightly. But I can show you the truth. I can show you what they’ve kept hidden from you.”“What truth?” I demanded, my voice sharp and biting. “What are you talking about?”Diego took a step closer, his presence magnetic, like a force pulling me in. “The night yo
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 157 The Storm Before the War
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 156 Fevered Desires: Danger Lurking
Xavier***🚨 Trigger Warning: Read at your own risk—this chapter might just turn up the heat more than you expect! 🔥"You'll just have to wait and see," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine. I shivered at the warmth of his breath, my body both eager and hesitant. His hand lingered on my waist, fingers curling as though testing how far he could go before I pulled away. I didn’t move. I wanted this.My hands, still wet from poking his insides, reach up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer to me."What are you doing?" he asks, his voice full of shock and confusion."I'm just trying to get a better look at you," I reply coyly. Henry laughs, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he leans in for another kiss. The playful banter between us only heightens the passion between our lips.His hand trailed down my chest, leaving sparks in its wake. I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t. My heart hammered, and I knew there was no turning back now—not when I wanted this so badly. As hi
My Stepbrother, My Mate 155 Desire Ignites at Dawn
Xavier***🚨 Trigger Warning: Read at your own risk—this chapter might just turn up the heat more than you expect! 🔥The night fades, and I hold him closer, determined to shield him from any harm that may come his way. Henry falls asleep in my arms, and so do I, knowing that as long as I am by his side, he will always be safe and loved. No matter what the future may hold, I will be there for him—guiding him through the darkness and into the light. Henry is my everything, and I will do whatever it takes to ensure his happiness and well-being.As morning slowly arrives, it brings with it a sense of peace and contentment. I watch Henry sleep peacefully beside me, a smile spreading across my lips as I realize how much he has come to mean to me. The bond we share fills my heart with gratitude.I gently trace his jawline with my fingers, marveling at the strength and gentleness in his features. So much has changed in the last few months—from him being my mate to becoming the Rogue Prince,
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
