All Chapters of Caged with Four Step Brothers : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Emma’s legs ached as she sprinted through the thick, shadowy forest. Her breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, and her heart slammed against her ribs. Where was she? How did she get so lost?The path she had taken from the university had somehow led her into the deep woods, far from the usual trail. The night was unsettlingly quiet, except for the sound of leaves rustling in the wind. Something felt wrong.A shiver crawled up her spine as she heard a noise, a low, guttural growl.Emma stopped in her tracks, her hands trembling as she slowly turned her head. Glowing red eyes stared back at her from the darkness.Her breath hitched.There were more than one. Three. No… four.The figures stepped into the dim moonlight, revealing monstrous, snarling wolves larger than any normal animal, their fur bristling with rage, their teeth gleaming like blades.Emma couldn’t move. Fear had her frozen in place. Her mind screamed at her to run, but her legs refused to obey.What… What were these creatur

Emma couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. It started as a faint unease, a prickle at the back of her neck, like unseen eyes watching her every move. At first, she dismissed it as paranoia, blaming the strange events of the past few days Ryker, the rogue attack, waking up in the forest with him beside her. But as the hours passed, that feeling only grew stronger.She felt it while walking through the university corridors, the subtle shift of shadows in the corners of her vision, the whispers in the wind that faded the moment she turned around. She tried to ignore it, but the fear crawled under her skin like an unwelcome guest.Emma glanced over her shoulder. Nothing. The hallway was mostly empty, students rushing to their next class, chatting, laughing. Everything looked normal, yet she couldn’t shake the sensation of being watched.Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. “You’re overthinking, Emma,” she muttered to herself.But werewolves existed. Rogues existed. And

Emma walked briskly across campus, her mind a tangled mess. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss. That impulsive, reckless moment where she had given in, let herself feel, let herself want only to panic and run away.Now, she was avoiding Ryker. Completely.She hadn’t seen him since, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Facing him meant acknowledging what had happened. And worse, dealing with whatever came next.But life had a funny way of throwing surprises at her. Because today, she wasn’t going to run into Ryker.She was going to run into someone much worse.The afternoon was chilly, the wind biting against her skin as she made her way toward the library. Emma pulled her jacket tighter around herself, her breath visible in the cold air.Then, she felt it.That strange, prickling sensation at the back of her neck. Like someone was watching her.She slowed her steps, glancing around.Nothing.The campus was mostly empty, with only a few students sc

The moment Mia stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, her breath hitched. Aiden stood near the window, his broad shoulders tense, his back to her as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. The sharp scent of liquor mixed with his intoxicating musk filled the space, and her heart pounded against her ribs.He had been gone for too long. Weeks had passed, and with every day, the ache of missing him had burrowed deeper into her soul. Now, he was finally here, standing within arm’s reach, yet the distance between them felt suffocating.Mia clenched her fists. She should have been angry furious that he had left without a word but all she could feel was the overwhelming need clawing at her insides. The need for his touch, his presence, his dominance.Aiden turned to face her, his piercing eyes locking onto hers. The golden flecks in his irises burned like embers, filled with something raw, something untamed. The silence between them crackled with tension."You’ve been avoiding me," he murmured, v

Mia’s breath hitched as Zander’s grip on her wrist tightened. The look in his golden eyes was more than just anger, it was possessiveness, something raw and dangerous simmering beneath his sharp gaze. His jaw clenched, his fingers digging into her skin, keeping her pinned between him and the wall. The scent of his cologne mixed with his natural, intoxicating musk surrounded her, overwhelming her senses.His breath was warm against her face as he leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper but carrying a dangerous edge. “Tell me why the hell Aiden had your lipstick on him.”Mia’s eyes widened. So that’s what had triggered him. She had only been teasing Aiden earlier, playfully pressing a kiss to his cheek when he made her laugh, thinking nothing of it. But she hadn’t expected Zander to react like this. His fingers flexed against her skin, his possessive hold making her pulse race.She swallowed hard, lifting her chin despite the way his presence dominated her. “That’s none of your busi