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99 Fight for Destiny
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My 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
Huling Na-update : 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
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-28My Stepbrother, My Mate 102 The Price of Trust
Xavier***The silver links dug into my wrists and ankles, their icy touch searing my skin as if I were aflame. Pain had become a constant companion as an Alpha, but this… this was different. It wasn’t just the agony that gnawed at me—it was the betrayal. The suffocating weight of knowing those I trusted had sold me out.The cell mirrored my despair. Damp air clung to my skin, the scent of mildew and rot sharp in my nose. The walls seemed to press in on me, suffocating in their coldness. Every drop of water that fell somewhere in the shadows felt like a ticking clock, counting down the minutes until my mind would break. A faint sliver of light filtered through a small barred window above, casting shadows that seemed to mock me, teasing with the distant promise of freedom—freedom I couldn’t reach.I tested the chains again, knowing it was futile but unable to resist. My muscles strained against the metal, the links biting deeper. A growl escaped my throat, low and guttural, reverberatin
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-29My Stepbrother, My Mate 103 Xavier's Torment
Xavier****A sudden wave of sharp, uninvited pain exploded through my mind, forcing me to stagger backward against the cold stone wall. My breath hitched, and for a moment, the darkness in the cell felt thicker, like it was pressing in from all sides. It was as if the very air around me had turned to lead, suffocating me with its weight.A voice.His voice."Xavier..."My heart stuttered, then picked up a rhythm I hadn’t felt in far too long. Henry. But it couldn’t be—could it? The betrayal still felt fresh, the jagged memories of his abandonment cutting deep every time I allowed myself to think about him."Xavier..." It came again, faint, like a whisper carried on the wind, but still undeniable. My pulse quickened, the aching bond between us pulsing like a distant, desperate heartbeat. It was faint—flickering, gasping for air—but it was there, no matter how much I tried to sever it.I clenched my fists, the chains around my wrists digging into my skin, silver burning like fire, but i
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-30My Stepbrother, My Mate 104 Chains of Betrayal
Xavier****The door groaned open, and the dim torchlight that spilled inside cast long, jagged shadows across the cold stone walls of my prison. The metallic scent of blood mingled with the damp air, the stench of my confinement clawing at my senses.And then he appeared.Dean.His figure filled the doorway, tall and broad, every step deliberate as he moved closer. The soft clink of his boots against the stone floor echoed through the cell, a sinister melody to accompany his arrival. He carried himself with an air of authority I’d once looked up to—now it was a mockery, a cruel reminder of how far he had fallen.“Well, well,” he said, his voice smooth but dripping with malice. “The great Alpha Xavier. How does it feel, being reduced to nothing more than a caged animal?”I didn’t flinch. My body was weak, chained, and poisoned, but my resolve... my resolve was the last thing I had left. I refused to let him see my pain.But inside, doubt gnawed at me. Had I lost it all? The pack, the t
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-01My Stepbrother, My Mate 105 Ready to beg Alpha
The silence that followed Dean's departure was suffocating, broken only by the steady drip of water somewhere in the cell. My hands trembled against the chains, the weight of his words settling like stones in my chest. The rage inside me simmered, threatening to boil over, but I forced myself to stay still. To think. I couldn’t afford to break now—not with so much at stake. Dean wanted me to lose control, to give in to despair. He wanted me weak, desperate, and defeated. But that wasn’t who I was. Not yet. Not ever. I tilted my head back, letting the cool stone wall press against the back of my skull. The dull ache from where it had struck earlier pulsed, a sharp reminder of my vulnerability. I hated this—being caged, helpless, uncertain. My mind raced, searching for a way out, some glimmer of hope in the suffocating darkness. And then I thought of him. Henry. His voice, soft like the whisper of wind through the trees, cut through the haze. His laughter—warm, bright, and infecti
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-02My Stepbrother, My Mate 106 To find you
Henry***The forest stretched ahead like a void, its towering trees stripped bare by winter, their skeletal branches clawing at the sky. The moon hung low, shrouded by wisps of clouds, casting the world in a cold, silver light. The chill seeped into my bones, but I pushed forward, my steps relentless. Each breath came in sharp, uneven bursts, white puffs in the freezing air, but I couldn’t stop.Xavier’s voice echoed in my mind, faint and broken, like a haunting melody that refused to fade.“Henry…”I could still feel the bond between us, weak and flickering like a dying ember, but it was there. It tethered me to him, urging me forward, the ache in my chest tightening with every step. Something had happened to him—something terrible.“Henry!” Diego’s voice snapped through, cold, sharp, and commanding. He emerged from the shadows, his face set with determination. “Where the hell are you going?”I didn’t slow down. “He’s in trouble. I have to find him.”"No, you don't.... You're just go
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-03My Stepbrother, My Mate 107 A Game of Chess
Henry***The cold scream shattered the silence of the forest, sending a chill down my spine. It was a cry of pure agony, a desperate plea that clawed at my very soul. Xavier. The bond between us flickered like a dying flame, but I could still feel him—broken, in pain. And I couldn’t—wouldn’t—let him suffer alone.I ran, fueled by nothing but the urgency in my chest and the pounding of my heart. My breath was ragged, and my legs burned with every stride, but nothing would stop me. Not when Xavier needed me. Not when he was out there, somewhere in a cage, calling for me in his torment.The trees blurred as I sprinted through the forest, their skeletal branches reaching out like twisted hands, trying to pull me back into the darkness. Each step felt like an eternity, the ground beneath my feet slippery with dampness, the underbrush snapping in my wake. My blood surged with the need to get to him. Fast. The darkness around me was suffocating, but it was nothing compared to the darkness I
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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
