LOGIN"There are five of them. Anytime I see them, my heart beats so fast, and I clasp my legs together because of the sensation I'm feeling down there. Their names are Tyler, Alexander, Nicholas, and the twins, Aiden and Caden. They are my stepbrothers, and I know it's wrong to feel this way, but I can't help it but want them all." ******* Stephanie, a twenty-year-old girl with high sexual drive and no knowledge about the existence of werewolves, has to leave her town, ex-boyfriend and friends behind and move into the mansion of her mother's new rich husband. There, she meets his stepsons, not just stepsons but five hot and sexy stepsons who are now her stepbrothers, and she would be living with them in the big mansion. To make matters worse, her new stepfather announced that he would be on a vacation with her mother for 725 days. How would Stephanie survive in the big mansion for 725 days with these hot men, especially when she doesn't know that they are her mates? Join Stephanie as she navigates her new life in the supernatural realm.
View MoreCaden’s POV: I could hear my heartbeat—loud, uneven, almost deafening, as our bodies collided. It wasn’t just contact. It felt like an impact, like something inevitable finally happening after being held back for too long. My hands found her waist, gripping her more firmly than I intended, like I needed to anchor myself to her or risk losing control completely. She held onto me just as tightly, her fingers curling into my shirt, clutching me like she was afraid I might disappear. The moment our skin touched, something ignited. Not just sparks, no, this was different. It was a wildfire. It rushed through me, sharp and consuming, burning through every ounce of restraint I thought I had. In the past, moments like this had always stirred my wolf. It would react, sure—restless, eager, drawn to her. But this… this wasn’t the same. This time, my wolf wasn’t just reacting. It was losing its mind. It surged forward inside me, clawing at the surface, desperate, no, demanding, to
Tyler’s POV:“Steph, wait!”My voice echoed down the hallway, sharper than I intended, but she didn’t slow down. Not even a flicker of hesitation. She just kept walking, dragging that box behind her like it weighed nothing, like everything she was leaving behind meant even less.The sound of it scraping against the floor grated on my nerves.“Steph, please,” I tried again, my pace quickening as I followed her. “Just stop for a second. Let me explain.”Nothing.She didn’t turn. Didn’t speak. Didn’t even acknowledge that I was there. It was like I had already become part of her past, something she had decided to walk away from without a second glance.And that hurt more than I expected.The more I watched her, the rigid set of her shoulders, the way her back stayed straight like she had locked herself into that decision, the heavier something in my chest felt. It wasn’t just frustration. It was panic. Because I could see it now, clear as day: she wasn’t bluffing. She wasn’t trying to ma
Aiden’s POV:I reached for the door handle, fingers barely brushing the cool metal, but Tyler beat me to it. His hand closed over it like he’d been expecting this exact moment, like he’d rehearsed it. For a split second, neither of us moved, just two statues frozen in the same terrible second.Then the door clicked open from the other side.The sound was quiet, almost harmless, but it hit me like a gunshot.My gaze lifted, and there she was.Stephanie.She stood in the doorway, one hand gripping the edge of it, the other dragging a box that looked heavier than it should have been. Or maybe that was just how she carried it, like it held more than clothes, more than things. Like it held everything she’d decided not to say.My stomach dropped.Why?The question surfaced instantly, sharp and desperate, but I already knew the answer. I just didn’t want to face it. I didn’t want to name it, because naming it would make it real.She was leaving.What else could it be?Still, some stubborn pa
Stephanie’s POV:The world outside the window blurred into long, smeared strokes of color—greens melting into soft grays, buildings and trees stretching and snapping back into place as we passed. I watched it all without really seeing it, my eyes fixed but my mind somewhere far from the moving car. It felt like I had slipped just slightly out of myself, like I was sitting beside my own body rather than inside it.The hum of the engine droned on, steady and almost hypnotic. Normally, I would have filled the silence but this afternoon, words felt heavy in my throat, like they would come out wrong no matter how carefully I chose them.Everything replayed in fragments. The way I felt staring realizing they were my mates. It was the best feeling in the world but I couldn't allow myself to experience it or feel good about it. It doesn't change the fact that they lied to me. It only means one thing. They didn't want me. I could help but wonder if their kindness to me was all an act because
Stephanie's POV:My gaze locked onto Tyler's, then flicked to the bags he was clutching, and back to his face again.There was guilt and sadness in his eyes. It was as if he was carrying not only his luggage but an invisible burden that made his shoulders sag.Without uttering a single word, I step
Stephanie's POV:FLASHBACK - Ten Years Ago***************“This exercise is going to involve two people,” my homeroom teacher’s voice boomed, echoing around the classroom. “Everyone, choose a partner within one minute.” I glanced around nervously as the students quickly paired up. Laughter and c
Stephanie’s POV:Just then, the sharp clatter of cutlery hitting a plate echoed through the dining room, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned my head to see Alex sitting beside me, his expression dark and menacing. His gaze was locked on Sarah with a deathly intensity that made my breath hitch
Stephanie’s POV:She laughed as I punched the hell out of her. Blood filled her mouth, yet her maniacal laughter only fueled my anger. She wasn’t even fighting back, and that frustrated me even more.The officials separated us just then.We stood, glaring at each other.She stepped closer to me.“D












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