LOGINWhen Julia moves in with her stepbrothers, she’s warned to behave. What no one warns her about is them. They bully her relentlessly—control where she goes, who she talks to, how she dresses. At school, they let others torment her with words and rumors, but the moment someone goes too far, the punishment is brutal. No one is allowed to touch her. Because she’s theirs. They humiliate her in private, invade her space, watch her like predators marking territory. The way they look at her makes her uneasy… and worse, makes her think things she shouldn’t. Julia doesn’t know they’re Alpha werewolves. She doesn’t know dominance is instinct, or that desire and possession are tangled together in their world. She only knows that the lines between hatred, control, and something dangerously forbidden are starting to blur. They call it protection. They call it discipline. But Julia is starting to realize the truth. She isn’t just being bullied. She’s being claimed in every way that matters.
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JULIA “This will be good,” Mom says for the fifth time, and I sigh deeply. “Come on, Julia, this will be good. I promise you.” She nudges my shoulder. I look at her, and my heart squeezes at the guilt on her face. I know she didn’t want to do this; she didn’t want to rip me away from my friends, my school, my life. Ever since Dad left, things have been a little hard for us, but Mom took care of me; she gave me what she didn’t have, she never made me feel the lack and absence. I lived a good life. I had everything and more, but she deprived herself of companionship because of me. I’ve always wondered why she never dated. Is it me, or does she just not want to? She doesn’t really talk about Dad, but I know she loved him. She loved him very much. I’ve seen the old pictures that she always tries to hide. All I know about Dad is that he was her first love, the man she met at nineteen, the man who stuck to her like glue, but eventually left. Something must have happened. It is the biggest mystery of my life – why did he leave? “You’re not saying anything, Jul. Just talk to me.” She pleas. I tear my gaze away from the plane window and look at her. “Does he love you?” I ask. She blinks, caught offguard, “What?” “Does Stephen love you? We are moving to the other side of the world to be with him. You’re leaving your job, I’m leaving school, leaving everything to be with him. We are giving a lot, sacrificing a lot for him. There has to be a balance, Mom. Is it reciprocated? Does he love you enough? We are making so many sacrifices to be with him. What is he doing to be with you?” I articulate, my brows furrowed. She stutters, “Steve, he loves me. He loves us. He paid for our plane tickets. He bought us a house, Julia, our house, in my name. I know you’re worried about everything, but I promise you, our lives are changing for the better. He loves us, and I love him too. He’s everything I’ve always wanted.” I nod, with a fake smile. I’m not too excited about starting over, but at least she’s excited. She’s happy, so I will be happy. She has given so much for me. It is my turn to pay her back for everything. “Steve has two sons, Silas and Sebastian. They’re twins, and just a year older than you. I’m sure you’ll be fast friends. You’ll also make more friends in school. Oh, I’m so excited!” She gushes, and I chuckle at her happiness. We spent the rest of the flight talking about everything. I’m a Senior in High School, and next year, I’ll be off to college. School is resuming in a few days, and I have to start with the new session. Truly, I’m not looking forward to it. It took me a while to get comfortable in school and make friends. I’m more of a nerd, which makes me more likely to be picked on. High School is full of bullies. I survived it once, and now, I have to start over. At least, I won’t be alone. Steve’s twins could help me smooth things over. I close my book as the plane starts to land. Goosebumps trickle down my spine. Everything here is different. The air is different. Mom helps me pack my bags, then grabs hers. I hold to my book as we get off the plane. “Steve is picking us up. Are you hungry?” Mom asks, and I nod, too exhausted to speak. She smiles and begins chattering as we walk through the airport. I don’t respond, but she doesn’t need me to. My head is banging, and exhaustion has settled in my bones. I need to sleep for hours, and maybe swim later. Truly, I am excited for a new possibility. I try to keep an open mind. “Steve!” Mom gasps. I follow her gaze and see Steve. He runs towards us, obviously enamoured by my mom. “Oh, baby!” Mom gushes and hugs him tightly. He cups her face and showers her in kisses. My heart twists painfully as I watch them. I’m nineteen, and I’ve never been in love, not like this, not something as solid and real. I want something like this. I want something real. I want to be loved, too. Steve pulls away from my Mom and wraps me in his big arms. “You look beautiful, Julia.” He presses a kiss to my forehead. I roll my eyes, “Don’t flatter me. I’m so exhausted.” “You’ve had a very long journey, so it’s understandable. I didn’t decorate your bedroom yet, actually, you can choose whatever bedroom you want in the room. The world is your oyster, sweet girl.” He pinches my cheeks tenderly, and I beam widely. My heart squeezes painfully. I’ve never had a father in my life, and Steve is fitting perfectly into the role. “Alright, come on, let’s go home.” He urges, and we file into his Jeep. I glance out the window as he drives us to our new home. I’ve always been afraid of change, but maybe change can be good. The only constant thing in life is change. My mouth falls open in awe as we drive past big companies, hospitals, farms, and pharmacies. This place is a big city compared to my former home. This place will be perfect, and I’m so impatient to begin the rest of my life here. Mom sends me a warm smile, and I return it. “Your school is only ten minutes away from home. By the way, I have a huge surprise for you tomorrow.” Steve informs, and I nod, excited. Eventually, he drives onto a street. I frown as shivers crawl down my spine, for no reason. I push it back and smile when I see my new home. I am oblivious to how my life is about to change.CHAPTER FIVEJulia “Do you think there’s anything off about Steve?” I ask Mom as we walk down the clothing aisle.“Wrong? What do you mean?” She frowns.“I don’t know. He has a unique relationship with the boys, doesn’t he? They’re so afraid of him.” I point out.“I don’t know, Julia. I don’t think so. Maybe he’s a bit stern with the boys, but so what? Those boys are very stubborn. Why do you even care? Don’t tell me you like them now.” She accuses, and my eyes widen.“What?” I flush hard. “No, no, no, absolutely not. I don’t. I don’t like them. Fuck – no, why would you even ask a question like that!” “Julia!” She gasps, stunned. “You like your brothers! That is wonderful.”I don’t respond. I think I might like my brothers too much. I’ve been here for four days now, and for the past three days, they’ve not spoken to me or even looked at me. I was polite. I was nice, but they ignored me, so I stopped trying, only for me to start dreaming about them. Dreaming about them! The dirtiest,
CHAPTER FOURJULIAMy eyes widens and I raise my arms to protect myself from him, but nothing happens.Silas steps between us, holding his brother back from hurting me. He snarls at me, “You need to pick your battles better.”Sebastian is panting, with his chest rising and falling. His brown eyes are almost glowing amber. I frown, blink, but it’s gone. I must have imagined the pure fury in his eyes. My heart is pounding hard. I crossed a line. That much is obvious and I shouldn’t feel guilty about it, considering how much of an asshole they’ve been.“You better watch your back!” He sneers, then storms out.Silas glares at me, then follows his brother, leaving me alone.My whole body is trembling and my eyes stings with tears. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. It was supposed to be better but now, I’m in hell. I lock my door, and sink into the tub. My head is still, but I ignore it. My chest aches painfully. Silas and Sebastian seem to be the bad boys in their school. A school I’
CHAPTER THREEJULIA My heart is a talking drum, but I find my sense.“Get your filthy hands off me, now!” I scream, annoyed.“Oh, she has wings,” His brother taunts, and I glance at him.He’s the exact opposite, with big brown eyes and jet black hair, which seems to look blue in some lights. “Why the hell were you peeking? Did your mom not teach you manners?” The girl with them sneers and reaches for me with her long nails.“I needed help with my library, and … get your fucking fingers away from me!” I growl, thrashing, trying to escape his hold, but he’s so firm.“Stop thrashing.” He seethes and wraps his other hand around my throat.I stop breathing. He’s touching me. His hand spreads and presses down. My vision swims as he steps closer, flooding my nostrils with his scent. I can’t speak. He seems to have stolen away that ability. My body is flooded with goosebumps. My heart pounds faster, and I can’t think.What … what the fuck?“You need to learn your place, you foreign bitch. Y
CHAPTER TWOJULIA“Welcome home.” Steve smiles.I step out of the car, gazing at the house. It is beautiful. It gives old money vibe. I walk towards us. The steep gabled rooflines create a dramatic silhouette, which makes the house feel grand and established. The windows are arched, and the entryway seems warm and very elegant. The house’s colour is like taupe, or warm beige, something like that, with charcoal trim, and it makes it timeless.“Do you like it?” Mom asks, but I’m too busy looking at the landscaping,g which seems intentional with manicured hedges, sculpted shrubs, and symmetrical planters. This house is so expensive. The driveway is curved and trimed, which means the neighborhood is upscale.“Why don’t we go in?” Steve suggests, and I nod.He walks ahead and opens the door.Mom and I walk in, only to be hit by a vaguely familiar scent. I frown, trying to remember it, but it keeps escaping my reach.The foyer is grand, it has a high ceiling and a chandelier. A chandelier.






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