Semua Bab STEPBROTHER'S PUNISHES ME EVERYNIGHT: Bab 151 - Bab 160

I had barely settled into the couch, enjoying the silence after a long walk with Lucas, when Daisy stormed in, her face pale with panic.“Mia,” she gasped, gripping my wrist like she was about to shake me. “It’s Nathan—he’s not doing well.”My heart stopped for a second before I quickly forced it back to normal.I kept my expression blank, crossing my arms. “And?”Daisy stared at me like I had just lost my mind. “What do you mean ‘and’?! He’s dying, Mia!”I shrugged, though my wolf whimpered inside me, clawing at my chest.“He should’ve thought about that before coming to me,” I muttered.Daisy’s jaw dropped. “You’re seriously not going to help him?”I turned away, forcing my breathing to stay steady.It wasn’t my problem.It wasn’t.“He’s suffering, Mia,” Daisy pressed, stepping closer. “He’s barely breathing. If you don’t do something, he might—”“I. Don’t. Care.”The words felt like a lie the second they left my lips.My chest tightened, my wolf growled, and my nails dug into my pa

Nathan’s POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.Not the suffocating heat of sickness, not the fever that had been draining me for days.No.This warmth was different. Comforting. Alive.My eyelids felt heavy, my body still weak, but I could sense something close. Someone.The familiar scent of honey and wildflowers wrapped around me, pulling me back from the edge. Mia.I forced my eyes open.And there she was.She sat beside me, her gaze trained on the floor, her hands clenched into fists on her lap. Her jaw was tight, her posture rigid, like she was angry at herself for being here.My chest felt lighter.Stronger.The pain that had been eating away at me was gone.She did this.She saved me.I should’ve felt grateful. Relieved.Instead, guilt crawled under my skin.Mia had every reason to let me die.She should’ve walked away, should’ve watched me suffer the way I had made her suffer.But she didn’t.She never did.A slow exhale left my lips. “You gave me your blood.”Mia’s shoulders tensed

Mia’s POVThe air thickened around us, heavy with the scent of death and rot. The rogues didn’t just feel wild—they felt wrong.Daisy’s sharp inhale beside me confirmed my thoughts.“They’re not just rogues,” she muttered, shifting slightly as her nails elongated into claws.My muscles tensed, every fiber of my being screaming danger.And then, I saw it.Their eyes. They weren’t normal.A sickly glow pulsed behind their irises, something unnatural, something twisted.Daisy stiffened. “Demon wolves.”My stomach dropped. I had heard of them before—wolves who had been cursed, their souls tainted by black magic, driven by something worse than hunger.But I had never faced them.I barely had time to process before one lunged.I dodged, barely avoiding the swipe of his claws as he skidded past, snarling. Another rogue launched at Daisy, but she twisted, kicking him back before raking her claws down his chest.The wolf didn’t even flinch.His wounds sealed instantly, skin knitting back togeth

Mia’s POVI sat stiffly in my father’s study, my heart thudding with frustration as I listened to them talk about my life like I wasn’t even in the room. My father, his expression serious, sat behind his desk, while Lucas stood beside him, arms crossed, his golden eyes watching me closely.And then there were them.The four men I had been trying to escape. The same ones who had once ruined me, who now stood like sentinels, their eyes dark, filled with something I couldn’t name.I exhaled sharply, trying to control my temper. “I don’t need their protection,” I finally bit out, my fingers digging into my thighs. “I’ve survived this long without them.”My father sighed, his gaze heavy with something that almost looked like guilt. “Mia, this isn’t about what you want. This is about what you are.”I clenched my jaw, but Lucas stepped forward, his eyes burning into mine. “You’re the white wolf, Mia,” he said firmly. “You don’t get the luxury of ignoring fate.”A bitter laugh escaped my lips

LUCAS POVI tracked his scent through the dense forest, following the trail of deception he thought he could hide. The moon cast an eerie glow over the terrain as I approached the cave, the stench of blood and magic thick in the air.He was waiting for me.Keith lounged against the jagged rock, his expression lazy, indifferent—as if this wasn’t a confrontation that could end with one of us dead.“I was wondering when you’d show up,” he mused, tossing a small dagger between his fingers. “Took you long enough.”I stepped forward, watching him carefully. “You need to stop this. Whatever you’re planning—it ends now.”Keith laughed, the sound low and sharp, his eyes gleaming with something dangerous. “You always did think you had the authority to tell me what to do,” he muttered, shaking his head. “But you don’t, Lucas. Not then, and certainly not now.”My jaw tightened. “I let a lot of things slide because of family. Because of the promise I made to your parents to protect you.” I took an