All Chapters of Caged with Four Step Brothers : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

A strange sensation jolted me awake. My body burned not in pain, but with something deeper, something alive inside me. My breath came in sharp gasps as I forced my heavy eyelids open. The room spun for a moment, shadows dancing across the walls, but that wasn’t what made my heart race.It was them.I felt them. Their presence, their emotions, their pain. Aiden. Liam. Zander. Matthew. The names whispered through my mind like a prayer, a force stronger than anything I had ever known pulling me forward. My chest tightened as an overwhelming sense of urgency crashed into me. They were close, but something was wrong. My hands trembled as I pushed myself up from the bed, my legs shaking beneath me. Every nerve in my body screamed for me to run. To find them. To reach them before it was too late.I stumbled to the door, gripping the handle so hard my knuckles turned white. My breath was uneven, my mind clouded with panic. Where were they? Why couldn’t I see them? The walls of the villa seeme

Killian’s sharp eyes locked onto Mia just as her body swayed dangerously. He saw it before anyone else did the way her breath hitched, the way her pupils dilated as the overwhelming force of the mate bond crashed into her like a tidal wave. Her legs buckled. Before she could hit the ground, he moved. In one swift motion, Killian closed the distance, catching her before she collapsed. His arms wrapped around her trembling body, his grip firm yet careful, as if holding something both fragile and powerful. Aiden, Liam, Zander, and Matthew barely had time to react before Mia’s body went completely limp against Killian’s chest. A deep growl rumbled from Aiden’s throat, but Killian didn’t flinch. His wolf was already on edge, instincts screaming at him to move, to protect. He tightened his hold around Mia and shot the brothers a sharp look. “She can’t stay here,” he stated, his voice calm but laced with authority. “She needs rest.” Liam took a step forward, his entire body tense.

Ryker leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes scanning the reports in front of him. The name "Mia Minton" stood out in bold letters, but it wasn’t just her name that intrigued him, it was who she really was. His lips curled into a slow, wicked smile. Victor’s son’s mate? And not just any she-wolf, but an Averia? The revelation sent a dark thrill through him. This changed everything. If Mia truly possessed the strength of an Averia, she was a threat. But more than that, she was a weapon. A pawn he could use against Victor. His fingers tapped against the desk, his mind already planning the possibilities. A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. One of his men stepped in, bowing his head slightly. “Alpha, what should we do?” Ryker exhaled, his smirk widening. “We watch. We wait.” His voice was smooth, calculating. “And when the time is right… we will attack them.” The next morning, Mia stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder. Toda

David sat rigidly in his chair, his fingers gripping the edge of the table as if holding on for dear life. His pulse was erratic, his face pale under the dim lighting of his small home. Across from him, Ryker exuded raw power and dominance, his presence a silent threat that made the air thick with tension. The room was quiet except for the distant ticking of a clock, a sound that only served to remind David how little time he had left before he had to give Ryker exactly what he wanted information.Mia had returned to the university today, and that meant Ryker needed details. Every move she made, everyone she spoke to, and everything David had seen Ryker wanted it all. There was no room for hesitation, no space for refusal. Loyalty wasn’t an option; it was a forced submission, a chain that kept David bound to the ruthless alpha sitting across from him. He knew exactly what Ryker was capable of, and he knew that if he didn’t comply, the consequences would be brutal.Just as he was about

Emma sat curled up on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest. The dim glow of the moon seeped through the window, casting pale silver light over her trembling hands. Her heart still pounded against her ribs, the remnants of fear gripping her like a cold chain that refused to let go. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t erase the memory of today: the rough hands that had tried to grab her, the laughter that rang in her ears, the sheer helplessness that had rooted her to the ground. It had been a nightmare. A living, breathing nightmare. And then there was “him.” Ryker. The man who walked in like he owned the world. The man whose name was whispered in fear, whose presence sent shivers down people’s spines. She had always known of David's warnings, the hushed conversations she wasn’t meant to overhear. But nothing had prepared her for what it would feel like to be trapped under his gaze, for the strange pull that had wrapped around her when he looked at her as if he had just