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93 Crown of Uncertainty
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My 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 : 2024-12-27My 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
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My Stepbrother, My Mate 157 The Storm Before the War
Xavier***Henry and I exchanged a look, the depths of our bond shimmering between us like an unbroken thread of fate. The warmth of our previous intimacy still clung to our skin, but the cold hand of reality gripped us, relentless and unyielding. There was no time to savor the sanctuary we had found in each other’s arms; the world beyond these walls was unraveling, and it demanded our strength.Diego's face was carved from stone, his fists trembling with barely restrained fury as he glared at the TV screen. His jaw clenched so tight it looked like it might snap. The footage was a nightmare—humans scrambling in terror, their screams slicing through the night like knives. Shadowy figures stalked them through the trees, ruthless and relentless. Blood painted the earth, bodies crumpling beneath the onslaught of Dean’s wolves. Diego’s breath came harsh and ragged, his nails digging into his palms until they threatened to draw his own blood.“Damn it,” Henry snarled, his voice laced with fu
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
