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My 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-19My Stepbrother, My Mate 94 The Rogue Kingdom
Henry***The air within the Rogues’ sanctuary carried an oppressive weight. The cheers had died down, replaced by murmurs of curiosity and expectation. The pack’s eyes lingered on me as Diego guided me toward the towering stone structure at the center of their territory. My steps felt heavier with every inch closer, like the earth itself was testing my resolve.Diego’s hand never left my shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. "This is your home now," he said quietly, his voice steady. "The seat of your power."The structure loomed ahead, its jagged edges and ancient carvings whispering of a history I didn’t yet understand. Vines crept along its surface, as though the forest itself had claimed this place, yet it stood unyielding, a testament to the strength of the Rogues. The entrance was wide and dark, like a maw waiting to swallow me whole."It’s... massive," I muttered, my voice barely audible over the crunch of leaves beneath our feet.Diego chuckled softly. "It’s not just a fortr
Last Updated : 2024-12-20My Stepbrother, My Mate 95 Cody's Confession
Henry***The words hung between us like a tangible weight, heavy and unspoken. Cody’s gaze was hard, his posture defensive, but there was something in his eyes—a shadow of pain, a fragment of truth he wasn’t sure whether to expose. I could see the internal battle waging behind his tough exterior, and it only made me more curious. What had driven him to this point? What had shaped him into the man standing before me?I waited, holding my breath, as if the answer could change everything.Cody exhaled slowly, a deep, rattling breath that seemed to strip away a layer of his indifference. His fingers tightened on the edge of the table, his voice low, almost reluctant."It’s about loyalty, Henry. Something that runs deeper than blood. Deeper than the pack, deeper than what we choose to show others."He paused, glancing briefly toward the door, as though making sure no one was listening. "When I was younger, I had a family. A father who was part of the Dark Moon Pack and a mother who was...
Last Updated : 2024-12-21My Stepbrother, My Mate 96 The Journal of Secrets
Henry***The weight of Cody’s words still lingered in the air as I stepped into Diego's office. The walls were lined with bookshelves, the faint scent of leather and ink filling the room, but none of that mattered. My mind raced, flooded with everything I had just learned about Cody, about the past, and about what awaited me in this room.The shadows in Diego’s office seemed to stretch longer, the bookshelves towering above me like silent witnesses to the conversation. The air felt thick, as though every word we spoke added another weight to the room, pressing down on me.Diego sat behind his desk, hands clasped in front of him, his gaze sharp. His presence filled the room, heavier today than I had ever felt before. He didn’t speak at first, his eyes following me with a quiet intensity, as if weighing my every move. My pulse quickened. I had so many questions, but no words seemed right.Finally, I broke the silence, my voice barely above a whisper. "Do you really think you are my fath
Last Updated : 2024-12-22My Stepbrother, My Mate 97 Just a Tool
Henry****The journal felt heavy in my hands, its worn leather cover cracked with age, the Dark Moon Alpha's insignia etched faintly on the surface. My heart raced as I opened it, the musty scent of time wafting from the yellowed pages. Each word I read seemed to strip away another layer of the illusion I had built around Xavier’s father—the man I thought had been a savior to me from the Rogues.The first entries were mundane, detailing pack alliances, hunting strategies, and seasonal struggles. But then, the tone shifted. The writing became more erratic, the ink smudged as if the writer's hand had trembled.“The child is extraordinary, more powerful than I ever imagined. His connection to the elements surpasses anything I've seen, but he is weak, fragile. He cannot harness it yet.”I froze, my chest tightening as I read on. The words felt like a distant echo, dragging up memories of moments I had dismissed, moments that now felt like shards of truth piercing through my denial.“The b
Last Updated : 2024-12-23My Stepbrother, My Mate 98 Claim your power
Henry****The revelations from the journal had struck me like daggers, each word a fresh wound, unraveling everything I thought I knew. My life, a tangled mess of betrayals and lies, suddenly seemed like nothing more than a cruel joke played by the people I had trusted most. And now, Diego—the man who had tormented me, hurt me, controlled me—claimed to be my father? The weight of it all threatened to crush me. How was I supposed to process this?I stormed out of the room, clutching the journal to my chest, as if holding onto it might stop my world from collapsing. The cold night air hit me with a sharp sting, biting at my skin, the silence around me unnerving. The faint rustle of leaves felt like whispers, secrets carried on the wind, but the sound only added to the suffocating darkness. Every step I took, my boots crunching against the forest floor, felt heavier than the last. The ground beneath me seemed to grab at my feet, unwilling to let go, like it was trying to pull me back to
Last Updated : 2024-12-24My Stepbrother, My Mate 99 Fight for Destiny
Henry****The words from the journal haunted me, etching themselves into my mind with every heartbeat. Claim your power, or be consumed by it. The warning seemed so simple, yet the weight behind it was overwhelming. Could I embrace the power that had been kept from me for so long? Or would it destroy me, just as it had been meant to destroy my father?I reached for the journal again, trembling fingers brushing the edges of its leather cover. As soon as I touched it, a rush of heat surged through me, making my whole body stiffen. It was like holding a live wire—hot, unpredictable, and far too alive for comfort. The power thrummed in my chest, twisting in a way that made my fingers ache as I gripped the book. A cold sweat broke out across my back as the heat from the journal surged again, burning through my veins. It wasn’t just energy—it was alive. Was this the power of my birthright? It felt more like a curse, a gnawing, insistent force that seemed determined to break free.The pulsin
Last Updated : 2024-12-26My Stepbrother, My Mate 100 Unleashing the Wolf
Henry***Diego's gaze softened as he stepped forward, his presence both commanding and strangely comforting. The years between us seemed to lessen in that moment, as if the distance, the tension, and the pain of the past were finally starting to unravel. His eyes held a complex mixture of pride, regret, and something deeper—an unspoken understanding of the weight of the role he had played in my life, both as my father and the Rogue King."I’ll teach you, Henry," Diego said, his voice low but steady, his words carrying the weight of years of experience. "But you must understand—this power you’re trying to claim, it’s not just about strength. It’s about control. It’s about responsibility. You’re not just fighting for yourself anymore. You’re fighting for the Rogues. For the pack. For the future of our people."I stared at him, feeling the confusion swirl inside me. The man standing before me, the king of the Rogues, felt like a stranger in so many ways. He was the figure I had once long
Last Updated : 2024-12-27
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 122 The Guardian of the Realm
Xavier***The figure before me stood like a tempest incarnate. Her presence was both fierce and commanding, and I could feel the very air around her hum with an energy I couldn’t begin to comprehend. The storm outside seemed to retreat in her wake, as if it recognized the power she commanded."Who are you?" Dean sneered, his voice full of suspicion and malice, but even he couldn't hide the flicker of fear in his eyes. He took a cautious step back, his pack of rogue wolves shifting uneasily in the shadows.The woman’s gaze swept across the room, cold and calculating, and for a moment, I felt the weight of her eyes on me, as if she could see every secret buried deep within my soul."I am the end of this," she said, her voice rich with authority, each word a hammer striking the very core of this cursed legacy. "The Dark Moon’s reign of terror ends tonight."The storm howled outside once again, but it no longer seemed to be a force of nature. It was no longer a rampaging beast—it was a wh
My Stepbrother, My Mate 121 Fury of Darkness
Xavier***The storm raged outside, but inside the small, dimly lit room, the silence was suffocating. Every word Diego had spoken seemed to echo in my mind like a drumbeat, drowning out everything else. The pages of the journal lay before me, mocking me with their emptiness. My mind raced. Who could have erased the journal? Why? And, most importantly—what did it mean for Henry?Diego pulled me out of my thoughts with a sharp tug on my arm, his face a mask of grim determination. "Come on," he urged, his voice thick with fear. "We have to get to him before it’s too late."I looked at him, the weight of our past hanging between us. The same man who had been the architect of my pain was now the one asking for my help. My emotions were a tangled mess—anger, betrayal, guilt—but I shoved them aside. I couldn’t afford to be distracted. Henry needed me. The Darkmoon pack needed me.We rushed out of the room and down the narrow hallway, the storm’s fury intensifying outside. As we moved, I coul
My Stepbrother, My Mate 120 The Darkmoon Legacy
Xavier***I froze, my mind scrambling to process what Diego had just revealed. I’m the key? My stomach twisted with confusion and growing dread."Explain," I demanded, my voice sharp with urgency.Diego’s eyes locked onto mine, intense and unblinking, as though he were weighing whether to say more. After a long, tense pause, he finally spoke."I can't believe I’m the one saying this..." Diego’s voice faltered as he searched for the right words. "But your bloodline, Xavier. Your father wasn’t just any Alpha. He was the first to bind his soul to the power of the Darkmoon, the only one who could manipulate its dark force. The journal holds the secrets of how he did it—and how it can be undone."A chill ran down my spine. What the hell is he talking about? "What do you mean?" I asked, disbelief creeping into my voice.Diego’s expression grew more somber. "Do you know why your pack is called Dark Moon?" he asked, his gaze unyielding.I shook my head, barely able to process. "Don’t tell me
My Stepbrother, My Mate 119 The Key
Xavier***The air was heavy as we left the healer’s den, a tangible reminder of what we’d just faced. Diego walked beside me, his shoulders tense and his gaze fixed straight ahead. The moon hung low in the night sky, casting long, silvery shadows across the courtyard."Do you think Henry will be safe?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Diego hesitated before responding. "I’ve used my powers to seal a protective barrier around him. That might suppress the darkness that was trying to consume him.""But for how long..." I trailed off, my heart weighed down by uncertainty. Diego’s expression was grim as he replied, "We can only hope it will be enough to keep him safe until we find a more permanent solution."“We need answers, Xavier,” Diego said, breaking the silence. “If that entity can control Henry, it could control anyone. We’re fighting blind, and we can’t afford that.”I nodded, my jaw tightening. “We start with the prophecy. There has to be more to it—something we missed.”
My Stepbrother, My Mate 118 The Prophecy
Xavier***The healer’s den was oppressively silent, the only sounds the soft scrape of her tools and the whispered incantations that wove through the air like fragile threads of hope. I stood still, watching her every movement, my focus razor-sharp as though sheer will alone could pull Henry back from the brink. Beside me, Diego’s arms were crossed tightly against his chest, his expression grim but composed—a counterweight to my rising desperation.Henry lay motionless, his pale face bathed in an eerie stillness. His shallow breaths were uneven, each one tugging at the fraying edges of my resolve. Diego broke the silence, his voice low and deliberate, the calm anchor to my storm.“Xavier, we need to discuss what’s next.”“The only thing that matters is Henry surviving this,” I said, the sharp edge of my voice cutting through the room.Diego met my gaze, his tone measured but insistent. “And if the prophecy is real? Henry's fate may be out of our hands.”“Don’t,” I growled, the word a
My Stepbrother, My Mate 117 The Dark Savior’s Curse
Xavier***Henry's body went limp in my arms as I held him tight, feeling the weight of his lifeless form pressing against me. My heart pounded as his pale face and the trickle of blood from his ears and nose seared into my memory. A tremor of panic swept through me, but I forced myself to stay steady, knowing he needed me to be strong.Diego’s voice cut through the fog clouding my mind, sharp and urgent. “He’s bleeding from his eyes and ears too. Did he use his powers?”I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. My voice came out hoarse, barely audible. “When the darkness gripped us both, Henry used all his powers to protect us. He... pushed himself too far.”Diego cursed under his breath, his fear slipping through his usually controlled demeanor. “The body can’t handle that much power.”I reached for Henry’s hand, my fingers trembling as I clasped his. His skin was cold, sending a shiver of dread through me. I squeezed his hand, willing him to feel my presence, to hold on.“We need to
My Stepbrother, My Mate 116 Blood and Doom
Henry***The Dark Moon Pack stands before us, but it’s no longer the sanctuary we left. The heavy wooden gates creak open slowly, revealing a scene that steals my breath. The courtyard is unrecognizable—charred earth, broken weapons scattered like fallen leaves, and the air thick with the coppery tang of blood.The silence is oppressive, broken only by the faint groans of the injured. The once-proud walls of the packhouse bear deep gashes, as if claws—or something far worse—had torn through them. My stomach turns. This isn’t just an attack. It’s a massacre.Xavier’s hand tightens around mine, his fingers trembling despite the resolve on his face. “Henry,” he whispers, his voice tight. “Stay close.”I grip his hand tighter, steadying him. “I should be the one telling you that.”We step through the gates together, the weight of the destruction pressing down on us like a physical force.The first figure we see is Diego. Slumped against a fallen beam, his eyes clouded with pain, blood tri
My Stepbrother, My Mate 115 Shadows of Betrayal
Xavier***The winds howl around us, their mournful cries carrying the cold scent of decay, mingling with the sharp tang of ozone in the air. The meadow that once felt like home trembles beneath the weight of something dark, something ancient returning. The earth cracks beneath our feet, the soil splitting as if it, too, can feel the shadows coming. The abyss is back. But this time, it feels different—more alive, more potent. The very land seems to shrink from it, as though the darkness is consuming everything in its path.I feel it before I see it—the chill that presses into my skin, the icy fingers that crawl across my chest. It’s not just the cold; it’s the menace, the raw malice that’s clinging to the air. I look at Henry beside me, his skin pale, but his determination sharper than I’ve ever seen it. His hand grips mine tightly, and for a moment, I think maybe I can hold him together if the darkness tries to tear him apart. But the air presses in, thick, suffocating, and I can feel
My Stepbrother, My Mate 114 Fighting the Dark
Henry***The void was unrelenting, pulling me deeper into its suffocating embrace. Xavier’s hand in mine was the only anchor I had left, his presence a fragile tether in this endless expanse of darkness. My mind screamed for air, for light, but the abyss was greedy, devouring every shred of hope it could find.The whispers returned, sharper now, their venom aimed at my heart.“You were born to fail, Henry. It’s your destiny, no matter how hard you fight.”“An Omega like you can never be an Alpha.”“Xavier will slip through your fingers.”“Your pack will crumble, and you will be the cause.”Each word struck like a blade, but I clung to Xavier’s hand as though it was the only thing keeping me alive. I couldn’t let go—not of him, not of the future we’d fought so hard to protect.“Henry,” Xavier said softly, his voice cutting through the din like the first ray of dawn. “You have to listen to me. This place—it’s feeding off your fears. You can’t fight it the way you fight everything else.”
