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My 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.
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-16My Stepbrother, My Mate 91 You… you are Black Wolf
Henry***The forest blurred around us, shadows twisting like living things under the silver glow of the moon. Diego’s powerful muscles rippled beneath me as he surged forward, his claws tearing into the earth with relentless speed. The air was heavy with the sound of pursuit—branches snapping, guttural growls, and the rhythmic pounding of paws against the ground. Whatever was chasing us, it was fast. Too fast.“Faster, Diego!” I urged, clutching tightly to his fur, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My mind raced as I tried to process everything: the betrayal, the truth I was seeking, and now this—a deadly chase through the heart of the wilderness.A flash of movement to our right caught my eye. I twisted to see a dark shadow weaving through the trees, its eyes glowing like twin embers in the night. Another howl pierced the air, closer this time, and Diego veered sharply left, narrowly avoiding a massive shape that lunged out of the underbrush.“Hold on!” Diego’s voice growled in my mi
Last Updated : 2024-12-17My Stepbrother, My Mate 92 Lost Prince
Henry***The forest felt unnervingly still, the heavy silence pressing against my ears as I stared at the man before me. His piercing eyes glowed faintly in the dim moonlight, their intensity cutting through the darkness like a blade.Cody. The word slipped from my lips, barely more than a whisper, yet it carried the full weight of my disbelief. "You are the Black Wolf…"His smile stretched wide, a mixture of amusement and something darker. "Surprise, surprise," he said smoothly, his voice deep and laced with mischief. "I've always had a few tricks up my sleeve."The revelation struck me like a thunderclap. Cody, the tormentor of my youth, the one who had mocked and bullied me endlessly, was the same figure who had appeared in our darkest moments, driving back rogues and saving lives. How could he be both?The memories surged—his cruel taunts, the shame he’d heaped on me in front of others. But then, his unexpected acts of protection. Like the time he had stepped between me and that r
Last Updated : 2024-12-18My Stepbrother, My Mate 93 Crown of Uncertainty
Henry***The moonlight bathed the forest in a silver glow. I shifted. My body felt strange—disjointed, like I was becoming something else, something I didn’t understand. It wasn’t just a physical change; it was as if the very core of me was being torn apart and remade into something more powerful, something ancient. My muscles stretched and rippled beneath my skin, bones cracking as they shifted, pulling me into my true form. The world around me sharpened, the air growing crisp with a clarity I’d never known before. The wolf inside me roared to life, hungry, eager, demanding that I embrace what I was meant to be.But amidst the change, something gnawed at me—an anxiety that dug deep, like claws in my chest. This wasn’t just transformation; it was the beginning of something I hadn’t asked for. Something I wasn’t sure I was ready to face. I was becoming the prince of Rogues, a title that suffocated me.Diego’s grip tightened on my paw, pulling me through the underbrush, steadying me as
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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
My Stepbrother, My Mate 145 When Darkness Calls
Henry***The storm does not relent.Wind howls through the ruined landscape, shards of earth and debris swirling in the chaos I have wrought. Shadows slither along my skin, whispering, clawing, desperate to drag me deeper into the abyss. But amidst it all—Xavier’s hand remains outstretched.I stare at it, trembling, caught between the pull of darkness and the silent plea in his eyes. He doesn’t waver. Not even as the world trembles beneath us, not even as the abyss snarls for its prize. He should run. He should turn back. But he doesn’t.Because he believes in me.His voice, steady despite the raging storm, breaks through my fractured thoughts. “You are not lost, Henry. You are still here.”I want to believe him. I want to grasp onto the sliver of hope he offers, but the weight of the shadows is crushing. My body is not my own. My mind is barely tethered. The darkness is all-consuming, a living force that binds itself to my bones, whispering lies and truths alike.You are nothing but
My Stepbrother, My Mate 144 Just for him
Henry***The world shatters around me, a cacophony of destruction that echoes through my bones. Everything I’ve ever known is crumbling, slipping through my fingers like sand, and the storm inside me rages with an intensity I can’t control. I am its eye, the center of this chaos, and yet I am powerless to stop it. The darkness surrounds me, pulls at my insides, and all I can do is endure its cold, suffocating grip. The man I was… I can barely remember him. Only fragments remain, scattered like broken glass, and the creature I’ve become is all that’s left.The ground shakes beneath me, the earth cracking as if in warning, and I know, deep down, that I am no longer part of this world. I am tearing it apart, piece by piece, and I can’t stop it.But then, through the howling storm, I feel him.Xavier.His presence, like a heartbeat in the dark, cuts through the noise of the chaos. I feel him in every inch of my being—his heartbeat, his voice, his essence. Even now, as the shadows coil aro
My Stepbrother, My Mate 143 Or die trying
The world trembled beneath the weight of Henry’s fury, as if the earth itself could no longer bear the oppressive darkness that swelled from within him. The very air tasted bitter, thick with a suffocating energy that wrapped around them like an invisible predator. Each breath felt like the last, each heartbeat a drum of impending doom. The shadows, alive and conscious, spiraled around Henry’s form, pulling him deeper into their grasp until there was nothing left but the void.Xavier could feel it—the overwhelming weight pressing against his chest. The pulse of their bond, once steady and strong, now flickered like a candle in a storm. His heart ached with every pulse that grew weaker. He couldn’t let go. Not like this.“Henry!” Xavier’s voice cracked, raw and desperate, clawing at the very air. He took a step forward, but the man he called out to was no longer there. Before him stood a monster, a creature born from torment and rage. The shadows writhed around Henry like serpents, twi
My Stepbrother, My Mate 141 Caught by Darkness
Henry***Pain. Cold. Silence.The darkness was absolute—an abyss without end, a chilling maw that consumed every shred of light, every trace of self. Cold seeped into my marrow, and silence pressed against my ears with suffocating weight. Yet, through that oppressive void, a voice—jagged with desperation and laced with dread—fought to reach me, trembling on the edge of oblivion, a lifeline fraying but unbroken."Henry... Don’t leave me..." Xavier’s voice cracked with anguish, each word trembling with raw fear and unbearable loss, as if his very soul bled through the plea.Xavier.His voice, raw with desperation, sliced through the suffocating shadows like a cold blade, each syllable dripping with terror and raw agony—a desperate plea clawing through the abyss. The searing agony in my chest, where Lyra’s darkness had pierced me, burned with unholy cold, a venomous chain binding me to her malevolent will. Shadows slithered through my veins, but through the torment, I felt it—a frayed, t
My Stepbrother, My Mate 141 Caught in Darkness again.
Henry***A fleeting memory of Xavier’s warmth—his touch, his voice—flashed through my mind, and the loss burned deeper than the cold air searing my lungs. I sprinted through the forest, every footfall muffled by the damp earth. My heart pounded a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each beat screaming one name—Xavier. Twigs snapped beneath my heels, and branches clawed at my skin, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.Behind me, the shadows writhed and surged, Lyra's presence pressing against my back like an oncoming storm. Her voice seeped through the trees, a velvet whisper laced with venom, carrying an unsettling chill that grazed my spine. It was soft, almost intimate—too close, too knowing—both a caress and a threat. "Come back to me, Henry. You’re mine."I growled, the sound low and feral, something primal rising from deep within my chest. ““I belong to no one,” I spat, the image of Xavier flashing through my mind—his eyes, his warmth—the one who made me feel truly free." I spat, my v
