All Chapters of My Stepbrother, My Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

*****Xavier****The night was suffocating, heavy with the scent of blood and the promise of danger. My legs throbbed, the wounds deep enough to make every step a fresh wave of agony. Henry hovered nearby, his amber eyes darting toward the shadows that moved through the trees. The rogues were closing in, their growls echoing through the forest under Alpha Diego’s command.I couldn’t protect us like this.Diego and Cody left, but the rogue wolves are still lurking in the darkness, as if they smell us, but I know Henry's magic is hinding our scent well enough. But even through in this tiny hut a two lone wolves with me, the Alphaa, being injured and Hnery, who doesn't know how to use his powers or fight to protect us, I fear our chances of survival are slim.Pain shot through me as I leaned against the wall, trying to steady my breathing and focus on trying to clam my racing heart. The sound of distant howls outside only added to my anxiety, reminding me that we were not out of danger ye

The cave was alive with an electric pulse, the walls echoing the frantic beat of our hearts. The distant howls of the rogues still reverberated from beyond, but here, in this moment, nothing else mattered. Xavier’s presence was overwhelming, his scent filling the air—wild, earthy, and intoxicating. It clung to me like a second skin, seeping into my lungs with every breath I took. His body was a furnace against mine, and every brush of his fingertips against my skin felt like fire. I could feel the tension radiating between us, the charge of our bond, so strong that it almost hurt. There was no denying it now. There was no more fight in me—only a raw, burning need that I couldn’t escape, that I didn’t want to escape. Xavier’s amber eyes burned with an intensity that left me breathless. His hands moved with precision, almost as if he were testing the limits of my patience, feeling the way my body reacted to every touch, every whisper. I could feel the heat of his breath against my sk

****Henry*****"You killed them all."The words left my lips as barely a whisper, but they carried the weight of everything I’d just witnessed. Blood drenched the forest floor, soaking into the earth like an offering. Bodies of the rogues lay in torn, unrecognizable heaps, a testament to the raw savagery of Xavier’s wolf.And now, standing before me, was not just Xavier. No. This was his wolf—dominant, unyielding, and feral in a way that sent shivers through my body. His dark eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, molten gold swimming with hunger and possessiveness. He looked untamed, dangerous... and devastatingly beautiful.I should’ve run. I should’ve been afraid.But I wasn’t.Instead, my breath hitched as he closed the distance between us in a single stride. The heat radiating off him was overwhelming, making the air around us thick and oppressive. His chest heaved with the effort of restraining himself, but there was no mistaking the tension coiled in his every muscle, ready to

Henry“Xavier, stop,” I managed, though my voice trembled, and the words felt hollow even as they left my lips. The pull was too strong, too overwhelming.His grip tightened on my waist, his nails sinking into my skin as if he was already marking me in his own way. “You want this just as much as I do,” he murmured, his voice a deep growl that vibrated through my chest. “You’ve always wanted me. You’ve always been mine, Henry. Don’t fight it. Don’t fight us.”Before I could even respond, he lifted me, his movements swift and sure, and I gasped as he pressed me against the nearest tree. The rough bark scraped against my back, but I didn’t care. Not when Xavier’s body was so close, so intoxicating.His lips found mine again, fierce and demanding, pulling me deeper into him. I couldn’t resist, didn’t want to. His kiss was possessive, like he was staking a claim on every part of me. I felt my body respond, my knees weak, my heart racing. He was taking over, slowly, completely, until there

Xavier****The air shifted the moment the figure stepped into the clearing. A strange, bone-deep unease washed over me, sharp and insistent, prickling every nerve in my body. Snow crunched beneath my boots as I adjusted my grip on Henry, holding him closer, the bond between us flaring with protectiveness.We were in the middle of nowhere, deep in the forest blanketed by snow, hiding from the rogues who had been hunting us for days. Diego—the rogue alpha—was relentless, his wolves constantly prowling, forcing us to keep moving. This place should’ve been safe. No one should’ve been able to find us here.And yet, someone had.The voice that followed sent a chill down my spine, colder than the winter air.“Xavier,” it drawled, smooth and cruel, like a predator savoring its prey. “I see you’ve finally claimed what’s yours.”My breath hitched. That voice—I knew it too well. Dark memories resurfaced as the figure stepped forward, pulling back their hood.Cyrus.The name slammed into me like a