All Chapters of Caged with Four Step Brothers : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The morning light seeped through the curtains, bathing Mia's room in a soft glow. She stretched out in bed, her body still tense from the events of the previous night. Tarlose’s sudden declaration, Zander’s cryptic warning it all swirled in her mind, leaving her more restless than she cared to admit.A soft knock startled her from her thoughts. She tensed, unsure of who it might be.“Mia,” Matthew’s voice called through the door. “Breakfast is ready.”She exhaled in relief. Matthew was the only one who showed her even the smallest bit of kindness in this house. “I’ll be down in a minute,” she replied.After quickly getting dressed, Mia hesitated at the door. Her stomach twisted at the thought of facing Zander or Tarlose again. But she couldn’t hide forever. Steeling herself, she opened the door and headed downstairs.The dining room was alive with chatter. Aiden and Liam sat at the table, already halfway through their plates, while Zander leaned against the counter, a mug of coffee in

The pounding on Mia’s door grew louder, shaking her nerves as she stood frozen in place. She gripped the edge of her bed tightly, her breaths coming out uneven. The voice outside wasn’t one she recognized, and it only added to the sense of fear crawling up her spine.“Open up,” the voice demanded again, rough and impatient. “I know you’re in there.”Mia’s heart raced. Who could it be? Everyone was supposed to be downstairs, lost in the chaos of the party. She glanced at the door, unsure of what to do. Her instincts told her to stay put, but the pounding was relentless. Whoever it was, they weren’t planning to leave anytime soon.Her feet felt like they were glued to the floor as she whispered to herself, “Should I call someone? Should I scream?”Before she could decide, a faint noise from down the hall caught her attention. The pounding stopped abruptly, replaced by a tense silence. Mia didn’t dare move, her ears straining to catch any sound.The silence broke with a firm knock, diffe

Mia’s pulse raced as the cold air of the hallway pressed against her skin. She struggled in the woman’s grasp, her nails scratching at the iron-like hand over her mouth. Panic and fury coursed through her veins, her body twisting and fighting. “Stay still, little girl,” the woman hissed, her tone cold and biting. “You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” Mia’s muffled cries grew louder, her survival instincts kicking in. She stomped hard on the woman’s foot, hoping to break free. The woman growled in pain but didn’t loosen her hold. Instead, she yanked Mia closer, her voice now a venomous whisper. “If you want to live, stop fighting.” Tears burned Mia’s eyes, but her anger flared hot and untamed. She refused to be a victim. Summoning every ounce of strength she had, she threw her head back, striking the woman square in the face. A sharp curse escaped the woman as she released Mia momentarily. Mia stumbled forward, her heart pounding, but before she could scream, the woman gr

Matthew leaned against the railing of the balcony, his sharp eyes fixed on the dark woods surrounding the estate. The night air was cold, biting into his skin, but it didn’t bother him. His mind was far too busy to notice. Mia’s scent still lingered in the hallways, an intoxicating mix of sweetness and warmth that he couldn’t ignore. He hated how it affected him, how it pulled at the part of him he tried to bury.She didn’t belong here. She was too soft, too fragile for the chaos that surrounded their lives. Yet, she was here, and his wolf stirred every time she was close. His grip tightened on the railing until his knuckles turned white.The door to the balcony creaked open, and he didn’t have to look to know who it was. Her scent reached him before her soft steps did.“What do you want, Mia?” His voice was cold, clipped. He didn’t turn around.Mia hesitated, her hand resting on the doorframe. “I just wanted to talk to you,” she said quietly, her tone a mix of uncertainty and determi

I’m not the type to get all soft and mushy over anyone. It’s not my thing. I’ve seen how that kind of weakness can make you vulnerable, and I’ve never allowed myself to be that helpless,But with Mia… There's something about her that gets under my skin, and I hate it. She’s not like anyone I’ve met before. She’s a force, and I can’t seem to ignore it, no matter how hard I try.Every time I see her, it’s like a punch to the gut. She’s different. She doesn’t shy away from me like most people do. She stands her ground, even when I’m pushing her buttons. And believe me, I do it on purpose. It’s easier to keep her at arm's length if I keep things light, keep her guessing. If I keep teasing her, making her angry, then maybe, just maybe, I won’t feel the pull.But who am I kidding? It’s already there. Every damn time she looks at me with those defiant eyes, every time she stands up for herself, my control slips a little more. My wolf grows restless, and I feel it in my chest, a pressure I can