All Chapters of My Stepfather Is My Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER 87 NATALIA"Stay away from that woman," he had said with a serious tone, one I had never heard from him before. My curiosity was piqued and I found myself more determined than ever to find out what connection my brother had with this mysterious woman.As I walked, my mind raced with all the possible reasons for his warning. Who was she? Why did she matter to my brother? And, most importantly, how was she connected to my past? I had always felt like a piece of my history was missing, and maybe this woman held the key to unlocking that part of my life."Do you know what happened to our parents after they...," I trailed off, the thought of their potential fate too painful to utter aloud. My brother and I sat in silence for a moment, both lost in our own thoughts. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to continue, "after they went to fight along with Alpha Davis and Veronica?"At the mention of Veronica's name, I could feel my anger boil inside of me. That woman was a

CHAPTER 89 DANIEL MCALLISTERI could feel the weight of Natalia's gaze as she asked me the reason why I had left her alone in the wooden cabin. The memories of that time flooded back to me and I was momentarily lost in thought. I had been so young, barely a man, and the burden of our parents' responsibilities had been too much for me to bear. I was afraid and unsure of how to face them, so I did the only thing I could think of at the time – I ran away.But I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. I couldn't bear the thought of breaking her heart and causing her pain. So, instead, I lied and told her that I had gone back to find her but I couldn't locate her. The moment the words left my mouth, I felt my soul curse me for my cowardice and dishonesty.At that moment, as I gazed upon my sister Natalia's innocent face, a wave of guilt washed over me. I had made a mistake, a mistake that could cost me the one person who meant everything to me. I had always prided myself on my honest

CHAPTER 91NATALIA As Elvina regaled me with the details of the upcoming Blood Moon ceremony, her eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation. The way she described it made the event sound like a magical and wondrous celebration, filled with ancient traditions and mystic rituals that were sure to captivate anyone who witnessed them.Despite my initial skepticism, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and intrigue building within me. Even though I knew it wasn't directly related to my own pack, the idea of being a part of such a unique and special event was too tantalizing to resist.As it turned out, fate had different plans in store for me, as Romeo - now the alpha of both packs- had decided to bring the ceremony to our very doorstep. The prospect of experiencing the Blood Moon ritual firsthand filled me with an eagerness that I hadn't felt in quite some time, and I found myself looking forward to the event with growing excitement.Perhaps, I thought, this would be the di

CHAPTER 93NATALIAAs I stared at the two little lines on the pregnancy test, my heart pounded in my chest. I felt a rush of fear, excitement, and confusion all at once. I was scared, and I didn't know what to do about this new disaster that had come into my life.It had only been a few hours since I had rejected my mate, leaving me alone and vulnerable. I had been struggling to pick up the pieces and move on when this bombshell hit me. I was pregnant.I tried to take deep breaths and calm myself down, but my thoughts were racing. How was I going to take care of a baby on my own? How would I provide for it and protect it in a pack that had already turned its back on me?I was pissed off with all these things that I had to face all of the sudden. It wasn't fair that life had thrown so much at me at once. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of uncertainty and fear, and I didn't know how to swim.But one thing was sure: I could not stay in the pack, even though I was pregnant. I couldn't

CHAPTER 95DANIELAs I walked out of Natalia’s room, my heart felt heavy with guilt and regret. A painful crack in my chest drowned out every other sound as I remembered the lies I had told her. I could feel the weight of each deception as if they were physical objects resting on my shoulders.I saw the hurt and betrayal etched on her face. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice trembled as she spoke. Despite my wrongdoing, she was willing to hear me out and accept my apologies.But as I began to speak I could not help but tell her more lies, a burn ignited somewhere in my heart, spreading behind my eyes like wildfire. The intensity of the pain was so overwhelming that I feared it would leave nothing behind except ashes.As I struggled to form the words, Natalia remained patient, waiting for me to speak. And when I finally did, she listened with an open heart, even as tears streamed down her face.Her forgiveness was like a balm to my wounded soul, but the guilt and