All Chapters of Mated to my step-brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Peter's POV As I stood outside, facing the wardroom door, my face turned pale, and I could feel my soul crushed into a state of pain and anger.I took a step back and looked at my right arm which was stained by Anna’s blood. I couldn't help the tears that ran down my cheeks; then I began pacing slowly to and fro the passage hall. Anna can't die… she can't, but If she does… I swear to the Moon goddess, my parents will pay dearly for it, I will make it my life’s mission to see them suffer as she is suffering now, I promise.I furrowed my brows in anger and clenched my fist as I deepened myself in the thought of what I’d do if my mate died.“Peter!” I heard a voice call me from a distance.I cleared the tears in my eyes quickly before I turned to meet Thea running towards me with tears in her eyes.I couldn't let anyone see me in tears… not even my sister.Along with my sister, I saw my brother, Jackson, or as I usually call him, Jake, walking behind her.As Thea came close to me, she

Peter's POV “Step away from her!” I growled at the stranger who turned his face sideways before smirking. Then he scoffed, making my blood boil with anger.“Why?” He spoke, his voice firm and carrying a sense of darkness, “So I don't get to do my job?”“Nah, I think I’ll pass.” He spoke quickly, turning and throwing his knife towards my skull.My eyes went wide and my heart raced as I spotted the knife hurtling toward me. In an instant, I dove to the side, the blade piercing the door with a sickening thud, narrowly missing me.“So close!” The stranger pouted, taunting me to hit him.I glanced at the door before gritting my teeth at the strange man in front of me; he covered his face with a black surgical mask and his eye pupils were like every other, brown.Forming my palms into fists, I launched against him; then I threw a punch across his face.He quickly ducked under my arm and struck my right knee. I grunted as pain shot through my leg.“Too slow.” He taunted me again, rising to

Anna's POV “How did that happen?” Peter asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.“We don't know, your Highness.” The guard replied, “We suspect he was either killed during the night or took his own life.” My brows knitted together as I listened. Why would an assassin take his own life for his benefactor? That doesn’t make any sense. It’s far more likely he was killed right under the guards’ noses.Peter’s eyes narrowed as he studied the guard, his jaw tightening with restrained anger. After a moment, he let out a sharp sigh.“You may leave,” Peter ordered. The guard bowed his head and left the room.His jaws clenched in disappointment, I’m sure he knew the assassin was sent by either Charlotte or maybe… by his parents. But I don't believe his parents could do that against me; they have power over hundreds of forces, so why would they need an assassin? My best guess in this case is Charlotte. Since her kingdom is far from here, she doesn't have authority over anyone here, maybe exc

Anna's POVAs we approached Peter's aunt, I couldn't help but admire her stunning appearance. Aside from her elegant royal gown and her diamond necklace, she had a beautiful braid that cascaded down her shoulders, and her pupils were a striking blue.She plastered a beautiful smile that curled to the sides of her face as she saw us coming.“Peter!” Her voice rang with excitement as she pulled him into a hug.“Hey, Aunt Lily.” He responded with a grin, hugging her back.“It's so good to see you again, after so long.” Lily broke from the hug.“You too.” She took a step back from us before staring at me.“Is this who I think it is?” She grinned.“Yes, Lily. This is my mate… Anna.” Peter responded.“It’s good to finally meet you, Anna. You look beautiful my darling.” Lily grabbed my hands.I forced a smile as she complimented me.So far, apart from Peter's siblings, this is one of the nicest people I’ve met.I’m starting to believe Peter was right, perhaps this place isn't as bad as I i

Peter's POV “Anna…” I shut my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before locking eyes with her again. Her face was pale, her eyes brimming with tears.“Please, Peter.” She pleaded, her lips trembling.I knew her request was rooted in the painful truth: I had killed the head maid’s son to save her, a choice that had been forced upon me. It was either him or her, I couldn't lose her, my happiness.“Anna, I can't keep that promise.” I spoke firmly, “I don't care about anything else, Anna. Just you.” Anna closed her eyes tightly, letting out a soft groan.“All those innocent people, Peter.” Anna whispered, “I can't be the cost of their lives. If you want me, you have to put your duties first to your people.” My heart ached at her words. I knew she was right, my duties as king were important. But so was she. She was my everything.“I made a vow to you first, Anna. Not my kingdom.” I whispered, gently placing my hand on her palm.Anna's eyes opened, and she looked up at me, a tear ro