All Chapters of Alpha Stepfather Is My Mate!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

OLIVIA"How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it."Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out."I got out of the car, hoisted my suitca

André’s POVI smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chair’s handle as Olivia entered my private quarters.Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately.How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake.But she was here now. And she was the best fucking thing I have laid my eyes on.“Where’s Nicole?” She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses weren’t focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. Fuck, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to

Olivia's POV“Would you come for me, like that, again?”I was mortified as I watched him stare at me with a smug look as he stood at the door. My cheeks filled with colour. I felt my body lock together as shame began to drown me.André came in and closed the door behind him. I saw the smile on his face as he walked closer to me. I immediately sat up; my legs were trembling with fear and embarrassment as I watched him slowly slice the gap between us. “Why did you stop? Please don’t stop on my account. I would love to see you scream my name again. It was a pleasure watching you.” His voice was smooth and seductive. He was getting closer, but my body still couldn’t move.Come on, legs! Move! Run! Do something!However, my legs were numb. I could feel my breath getting hot and erratic. Despite the wide open windows, the room was suddenly steaming hot.I was finally able to stand, but it was too late. He was already in front of me. The smirk on his face made my stomach swarm with butter

Olivia's POV “Oww! My head! What the…”I woke up with a start. Whoever was behind the door pushed it even more, and light streamed in and blinded me. In a rush to stand up, I let go of my father’s ash jar, and it began to roll away. I got away from the door, and it opened fully, and there stood my mother, glaring down at me. I scrambled to my feet and went over to get my father’s ash jar before it rolled under the bed.“What is your problem?” I said, almost yelling at my mum.However, she didn’t answer me immediately, and I watched as her eyes surveyed my room in jealousy and disgust.“I can’t believe you slept on the floor when you have such a comfortable bed and luxurious room.”She walked in and toured my room with a look of evident jealousy. She touched the silk curtains and tested the soft bed.“You really don’t know what is good for you, Olivia. But then again, it is expected, considering the dump I pulled you out from.”I rolled my eyes and put my father’s ash jar back on the

Olivia’s POVI had wandered around the hallway until I heard André leaving my room. As soon as I was sure that the coast was clear, I entered my room and slammed the door shut behind me.Tears were rolling down my cheeks but it wasn’t even enough.What was wrong with me? How could I be so dirty and disgusting? I was a whore. I was a disgusting, lowlife, dirty bitch. I got changed, sat on my bed and buried my head in my lap. I cried, and my tears wet my lap, and my arms were soaked in sweat. I still couldn’t believe that I did that with my stepdad. I didn’t even hold back. I was starting to realise that when it came to André, self-control was the last thing I had.I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. The tears continued to stream down my face. My eyes stung painfully. I was hopeless and worthless. How could I be so disgusting? “I hate myself. I hate him. How dare he take advantage of me like that?”I loved the way he touched me and made me feel but it was wrong. All of this