Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she’s desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex’s teasing smirk and Sean’s quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn’t know where to turn—or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation. (STEPSERIES PART 1- STEPBROTHER'S PUNISHES ME EVERYNGHT) (STEPSERIES PART 2- STEPUNCLES' ALPHAS PUNISH ME EVERYNIGHT)
View MoreMia’s POVI was halfway to the dungeon when my steps faltered. The heavy scent of blood still lingered in the air, the thick stench wrapping around me like a warning. Something felt off.Then I saw him.Lucas.He was being dragged into the shadows, his body limp, his usually sharp eyes dulled with exhaustion. His lips moved, barely, but I caught it.Don’t.A silent command. A plea.My entire body tensed. Every instinct screamed at me to run after him, to tear through whoever had him in their grasp. But I didn’t.I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms. The frustration burned like acid in my veins, but Lucas had signaled me for a reason. Rushing in blindly would only get me captured, too.I needed a plan.Spinning on my heel, I turned and sprinted toward the main hall, heart pounding wildly. My mind raced through every possible scenario. Who the hell had the guts to take Lucas? Keith’s men? Another enemy?No. I couldn’t let my thoughts spiral. Focus. I still had the tracker.L
LUCAS’S POVThe moment I stepped into the room, I knew something big had happened. The air was thick with tension, the scent of anger and relief clashing in a way that made my wolf restless.My eyes landed on Mia first. She stood at the center of it all, arms crossed, chin lifted, looking every bit like a leader. Strong, untouchable. But I knew her better than that. I could see the exhaustion in her stance, the tightness in her jaw."What the hell happened?" My voice was sharp, demanding answers.Mia’s gaze flicked to me, unreadable for a second before she spoke. "We caught the bastard who tried to poison our father."I stilled. "Our father?" The words felt strange on my tongue.Mia nodded, her expression hard. "He would have died if we hadn’t stopped him in time."My chest burned. I had barely had time to know the man, to understand him, and already someone had tried to take him from me. My hands clenched at my sides, but I forced my voice to stay calm. "Where is he now?""With the g
MIA'S POVEverything had gone exactly as planned.I stood there, watching the traitor tremble, the weight of his failure sinking into his bones. He still hadn’t spoken, but it didn’t matter—he would.Because this was my trap.The fight. The chaos. My father’s supposed helplessness. Every single part of it had been orchestrated—and he walked straight into it.I glanced at the brothers, who were still catching up to the reality of the situation. They hadn’t known either.Their fight had been real, but it wasn’t their own doing.I had set them up too. Because I want it to look real, though I told them to fight but I didn't tell the reason. Their argument had been the perfect distraction, drawing everyone’s attention—including the spy’s.I crossed my arms, a slow smirk curling my lips as I turned my gaze back to the traitor. "You thought you were smart, didn’t you?" My voice was soft, almost mocking. "Thought you could just walk in, finish what you started, and leave without a trace."Hi
Xavier’s chest still rose and fell in sharp, angry breaths, Tristan’s fingers twitching at his sides, both of them still locked in whatever petty fight they had started. But I had no time for their nonsense.Because I saw it.A shadow, a movement too calculated, too precise. The way they slipped through the crowd, not rushing, not panicked—just careful.Too careful.Every instinct inside me screamed. My stomach twisted, and an icy chill ran up my spine. I didn’t think. My body reacted before my mind fully caught up.I reached out, grabbing both of them—Xavier’s bicep, Tristan’s wrist—dragging them closer before they could resist.Their bodies tensed against my touch, Xavier’s heat seeping through his shirt, Tristan’s pulse hammering under my fingers. But I ignored the way my skin prickled from the contact.I leaned in, lowering my voice, barely parting my lips. No one else could hear this."Look past your damn fight," I whispered, my heart pounding in my ears. "Someone just slipped aw
MIA’S POVI knew I couldn’t do this alone. Keith was smart, calculating, and already a step ahead. If I wanted to catch him and the traitors hiding in the pack, I needed everyone’s cooperation—even the people I didn’t fully trust yet.Calling the brothers and Tristan for a meeting was a risk, but one I had to take.I didn’t tell Lucas. Not yet. He was still my brother, but I wasn’t blind to the hesitation in his eyes when it came to Keith. There was a softness there, a part of him that still saw his cousin as family. And right now, I couldn’t afford that weakness.The tension in the room was suffocating when they arrived. The brothers—Xavier, Nathan, Rolex, and Sean—stood on one side, possessive, protective, watching me like I would vanish if they looked away.Tristan stood on the other, arms crossed, jaw clenched, his golden eyes flickering with something unreadable.It was a miracle they weren’t already at each other’s throats.I exhaled slowly and stood between them, meeting each o
MIA’S POVThe moment I stepped into the room, a thick, suffocating scent of herbs and something far more sinister clung to the air. My father lay motionless, his skin pale, his breathing shallow. A sharp pang of fear sliced through my chest.No. Not him too.Lucas rushed to his side, his hands trembling slightly as he checked his pulse. His eyes flicked to mine, a silent confirmation passing between us.Keith.I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm. He did this. That bastard did this.A lump formed in my throat, but I forced it down, stepping forward. My fingers barely brushed against my father’s hand, and I could feel the unnatural cold seeping from his skin.I turned to the pack healer, my voice sharp. “What’s been done so far?”The elderly woman bowed her head. “We’ve tried everything, my Lady. No potion or remedy is working. His body is rejecting all treatment.”Of course, it was.Keith wouldn’t use something ordinary. He was too calculated for that. He had spent too m
MIA’S POVMy heart stopped when I saw Lucas slumped between Tristan and Daisy, his body pale, sweat dripping down his face.Blood soaked his shirt, the dark stain spreading from a deep wound near his ribs.“Lucas?” My voice came out shaky, my body already moving before I could think.He barely lifted his head, his breathing uneven.Rage flared inside me. Keith. That bastard.I spun on my heel, eyes burning. “How the hell did this happen?”Tristan and Daisy shared a look—one that made my stomach drop.They were hiding something.I gritted my teeth, shoving past them to wrap Lucas’ arm around my shoulder. He groaned, body weight sinking into mine, but I refused to let him fall.“Help me get him inside,” I snapped.We moved quickly, dragging him to his room. I pressed him onto the bed, ignoring the way his face twisted in pain.Blood soaked through his clothes, and my chest tightened.I had to stop this.I grabbed a knife from the bedside table, slicing a small cut on my palm. My blood d
TRISTAN’S POVSomething about Lucas didn’t sit right with me.He was too calm, too unbothered, as if he already knew how everything would play out. A man who just found his long-lost twin, learned she was the white wolf, and had a powerful enemy hunting her—shouldn’t look that collected.Yet, he did.And I didn’t like it.That’s why I followed him, keeping to the shadows as he moved through the thick woods behind the estate. His steps were sure, deliberate. Not a single glance over his shoulder, no hesitation. Like he knew exactly where he was going.It only made my instincts scream louder.I was about to move closer when someone grabbed my wrist, yanking me back.I spun around, teeth clenched, only to find Daisy glaring at me.“What the hell are you doing?” she hissed, keeping her voice low.I exhaled sharply. “What does it look like?”She crossed her arms, blocking my path. “You’re stalking Mia’s brother. I’m guessing that’s because you think he’s up to something?”I nodded. “Yeah.
LUCAS POVI tracked his scent through the dense forest, following the trail of deception he thought he could hide. The moon cast an eerie glow over the terrain as I approached the cave, the stench of blood and magic thick in the air.He was waiting for me.Keith lounged against the jagged rock, his expression lazy, indifferent—as if this wasn’t a confrontation that could end with one of us dead.“I was wondering when you’d show up,” he mused, tossing a small dagger between his fingers. “Took you long enough.”I stepped forward, watching him carefully. “You need to stop this. Whatever you’re planning—it ends now.”Keith laughed, the sound low and sharp, his eyes gleaming with something dangerous. “You always did think you had the authority to tell me what to do,” he muttered, shaking his head. “But you don’t, Lucas. Not then, and certainly not now.”My jaw tightened. “I let a lot of things slide because of family. Because of the promise I made to your parents to protect you.” I took an
Mia’s POVWhen I stood in front of the principal, my hands were shaking as I tried not to cry. It was too crowded in the room, and each charge hit me like a ton of rocks. My mind was racing with painful images from the past.Like before, I thought with anger. No one ever believes me. It's always what they think.As I thought about the mean comments that had been said about me in the halls for years, the familiar pain in my chest got worse. "Bastard," they'd call me, and their words hurt more than any hit. My dad left my mom before I was born, that's why I was treated as a shame of the society. As if I had any control over that. My mother also didn’t love me much, she left me for her new boyfriend, Alpha Diego. She didn’t even care about me once, or meet me once. Why am I treated with no love or respect?"I didn't do it, sir," I said in a low voice that was hard to hear. "I swear."As Principal Sharma leaned back in his chair and looked at me carefully, his eyes got wrinkled. Despite m...
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