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CHAPTER 138: You’re Just Mine
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2025-07-11 08:04:15
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Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 160: You’re Mine
I stepped back slightly, the air suddenly feeling tight, suffocating. I could still feel the redhead girl’s eyes burning into me from the side, her expression unreadable now that she’d retreated behind the crowd. But it was the tension between Ethan and his father that made my skin crawl. No warmth. No reunion. No "you're finally home" welcome. Just a cold war in the middle of a crowd that somehow still felt too quiet. Ethan stayed quiet. The crowd stayed bowed. And I? I stood there like a sore thumb, a human in a place I had no business being, beside a man who radiated violence and ownership and love like they were the same damn thing. Then his father looked at me. A long, cold, unblinking stare. Like I was a stain. A disgusting stain whose very existence offended his bloodline. My chest tightened. I tried to hold his gaze, but it made my throat close. My feet shuffled backward half a step before I caught myself. Don’t you dare show fear, Camila! But I didn
Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 159: Wait… Son?
We stepped out of the car and within seconds, it was like the whole goddamn forest came alive. People had gathered. Lots of them. Like they’d known we were coming, like some invisible alarm had gone off. Children peered from behind legs, grown men stood like statues, and women stood wide-eyed, whispering. It was... strange. Like we’d just walked into the climax of a fantasy novel. I half expected someone to raise a sword or start chanting in Latin. Then— “Zarek?” a soft voice said, cracking in disbelief. I turned. A girl with the brightest red hair I had ever seen was moving toward us—toward him. Her long legs carried her fast, her boots crunching on leaves and gravel, her green eyes brimming with tears. “Zarek?” she called again, voice louder. I blinked. Zarek? Ethan smiled. Or... Zarek smiled? What? My heart did something weird in my chest. It flipped—or maybe flopped—as she launched herself at him, arms wrapping tight around his torso like she was afraid he’d
Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 158: Secret World
It took us days. Not hours. Not just one or two days. Days. And before I knew it, we were in a damn forest. Not the pretty kind you see in calendars or documentaries with softly rustling trees and birds chirping like some Disney soundtrack. No, this was the kind of forest that looked like it had teeth. Twisted trees stretched tall and wide, casting shadows that curled like claws across the damp earth. The deeper we drove into it, the denser everything became. Like the sun was too scared to shine all the way through. And I was suddenly… quiet. Which was saying something, because I’d been talking non-stop for most of the trip. Asking a million questions about the pack, about the rules, about how many people were there, about what they’d think of me, if they'd be suspicious of a human—or whatever the hell I was now. But now? Now I was just clutching my water bottle with both hands, biting the inside of my cheek and trying not to let the forest swallow my nerves whole. B
Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 157: Somewhere Quiet
By the time we found a motel, the sun had already started bleeding into the horizon. Everything looked golden and tired, like the sky itself was winding down for the day. I couldn’t tell if the dull ache behind my eyes was from lack of sleep, the weight of everything that had happened, or just the sheer exhaustion of pretending I wasn’t scared out of my mind. Ethan parked the car in front of a squat, dusty building with a neon sign that blinked “VACANCY” like it was barely holding on to hope. The parking lot was cracked in places, weeds pushing up between the cement, and the whole place smelled faintly of hot asphalt and damp pine. “Not exactly a five-star hotel,” I muttered, squinting out the window. Ethan reached over and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “We just need a place to rest. Somewhere quiet.” Quiet. That sounded nice. I hadn’t realized how badly I wanted silence until he said it. Inside the motel, everything looked like it hadn’t been touched since the e
Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 156: He’ll Go To Her
I never imagined this was how I’d see Greg again. Not like this. Not looking like a man who hadn’t slept in days—who hadn’t eaten or breathed right in just as long. Greg looked... smaller somehow. Not in size—he still had that solid build, like a boulder someone had tried to chisel into shape—but in energy. Like he’d lost something important and didn’t know how to get it back. He looked up when we entered, and his eyes, bloodshot and sunken, landed on Ethan first. His lips pressed together in a grim line, and then they shifted toward me. His expression faltered for a second. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was confusion. But before he could even open his mouth, his gaze dropped again—as if he couldn’t handle it. Like he didn’t know what to say to the girl whose mother he had promised to protect. “Hey,” he muttered, more to Ethan than to me. Ethan didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there, a wall of silence and steel beside me. But I felt the tension rolling
Claimed By My Stepbrother CHAPTER 155: He’ll Go To Her
“I hope you don’t regret this,” my mother whispered. Her words weren’t loud, but they felt like thunder cracking over my skull. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. I just stared at her, at the worry bleeding into every crease on her face, and the slight shake in her hands as she clutched her purse like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Maybe I should’ve felt guiltier. Maybe I should’ve backed down, taken a step behind her and pretended I didn’t know Ethan the way I did. Pretended I didn’t crave his presence the way I did. That I didn’t fall asleep every night with the scent of him still clinging to my skin and wake up hoping he was still beside me. But I didn’t do any of that. Instead, I turned my head slowly toward Ethan, standing just a few steps behind me, hands shoved into his jacket pockets, eyes unreadable. “I won’t regret it,” I finally said. My mom’s lips parted like she wanted to argue—like she had more words in her arsenal to try and drag me back to the vers
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