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The curse
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2026-05-30 07:35:44
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FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother The cost of the curse.
Gianna.The silence that followed my question felt heavier than the words that came before it.Ivan didn’t speak.Marcus didn’t either.And that… that was worse.Because silence only ever shows up when the truth is already too close to the surface.My pulse slowed in a strange way. Not calm. Just focused. Like my body was preparing for impact before my mind caught up.“I asked a question,” I said again, softer this time, but sharper underneath.Ivan shifted slightly.I noticed it immediately.That small movement he always made when he was trying to decide between honesty and protection.Marcus finally let out a breath.“Gianna—”“No,” I cut in quickly, my voice firmer now. “Don’t do that. Don’t start with my name like it’s supposed to calm me down.”Something flickered across Marcus’s face. Not anger. More like… understanding he didn’t want to have.Ivan stepped forward half a step.“Gia, it’s not what you think—”“That’s exactly what people say when it is what I think.”My chest tigh
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother What haven't you told me?
Gianna.The walk back to my cabin felt longer than it actually was.Not because the distance had changed… but because my steps didn’t feel like they belonged to me anymore. Each one landed a fraction too heavy, a fraction too late, like I was following my own body instead of controlling it.I tightened my grip on the door handle when I got there.Just for a second.Breathing in.Out.Then I pushed it open.The cabin was quiet.Too quiet.The kind of quiet that didn’t feel peaceful… just empty. Like the walls were waiting for me to fill the silence with thoughts I didn’t want to think.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, letting my head fall back lightly.My eyes closed.And immediately—That pressure again.Stronger now.It pulsed behind my eyes, not sharp, not painful enough to drop me to my knees… but deep. Like something pressing outward from inside my skull, testing the edges.I exhaled slowly.“This is getting ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath.But
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother Loosing control.
Gianna.Morning in the community never really felt like morning.It felt like the forest was stretching awake in layers, slow and watchful, like even the trees were deciding whether they trusted the day yet. The air outside my cabin was cool, sharp in my lungs in a way that made me more aware of every breath I took.I sat on the edge of my bed for a moment longer than necessary.That same pressure was there again.Behind my eyes.Not painful enough to scream for attention… but persistent enough that I couldn’t ignore it either. It had started sometime last night before I finally forced myself to sleep, like something had settled inside my skull and decided it wasn’t leaving anytime soon.My fingers lifted slowly, pressing lightly against my temple.I tilted my head slightly like that might reset something.It didn’t.It stayed.Waiting.Like it was studying me instead of hurting me.I exhaled through my nose, slow and controlled.“Probably just training fatigue,” I muttered, but even
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother Would we be able to find our way back to each other?
Ivan.Morning in the community never really felt like morning.It felt like the world hadn’t fully decided who it wanted to be yet. Like even the air was standing there, waiting for permission to either soften… or turn sharp.I stood at the edge of the training grounds, watching the warriors move in steady formation. Boots hitting packed earth in rhythm. Swords cutting through air with clean precision. From far away, everything looked controlled. Almost peaceful.From far away.“Alpha.”Kade’s voice pulled me back.My beta.He wasn’t just assigned to me. He was inherited into it. His father had been my father’s beta, and somehow that line had just… continued like it was written somewhere long before we were born. But Kade wasn’t just legacy. He was choice too. My choice. Because somewhere between growing up beside him and surviving too many things together, he’d become the only person I didn’t have to question.Still, I didn’t look at him immediately.“Report,” I said.He stepped besi
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother Growth in our relationship
Gianna.One minute we were standing in the foyer of the house, bags barely zipped, tension still hanging in the air like a storm that hadn’t fully decided whether to break or pass. The next minute, we were pulling up at the community gates.Even if a part of me wanted to protest, I couldn’t. Not really. The image of Rue still sitting somewhere alone, Alina somewhere in the shadows… it all pressed too hard against my chest. I hated that I understood the urgency now. I hated that I was becoming someone who didn’t question it anymore.We needed training. I needed training.I had to wake up from whatever soft, fragile fantasy still wanted to believe my sister was just… lost, not gone.So when mum said we had to leave, there wasn’t much arguing left in me. We packed quickly. Too quickly. Like if we moved fast enough, we wouldn’t have to feel anything fully.“I’ll see you around, yeah?” Ivan said beside me, his hand brushing my elbow in that quiet, grounding way he always did without even t
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother Blood-stained threat
Gianna.Morning came… but it didn’t feel like it.It felt like the night had just… faded into something lighter, not softer. Like the darkness was still sitting somewhere in my chest, just quieter now.I was awake before my alarm.Not fully.Just… there.Eyes open. Staring at the ceiling.Thinking.Always thinking.My phone was still in my hand from last night.I swallowed, my throat dry as I locked it and dropped it beside me, turning my head to the side.Maybe she listened again. Maybe she didn’t. Maybe she heard everything and just—Didn’t care.That thought sat heavier than it should have.I pushed myself up slowly, my body feeling heavier than usual, like sleep didn’t really do anything except pass time.Getting ready felt… off.I stood in front of my closet, staring at clothes like they were supposed to make decisions for me.My hand reached out.i didn't like any of the options I was seeing.I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair.Why does this even matter?Still—I
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother mid training
Gianna. A few days later, I was bored out of my mind.Flat on my bed, staring at the ceiling, arms spread wide like I’d been pinned there by invisible hands. I hadn’t seen Ivan much at all this week. Hardly at all, actually. And that was… good. It was exactly what I wanted.At least, that’s what I
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother Gotcha!
Gianna. Morning didn’t rush me awake. It crept in slowly, settling into my bones like it wasn’t sure I was ready to face the day.I stared at the ceiling for a long moment before sitting up, waiting for the familiar wave of dizziness or nausea to hit. It didn’t. My body felt weak, yes—but steadie
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother whispers
Gianna. “Ivan…”The name slipped out of my lips before I even realized I was saying it. A whisper. Fragile. Like if I said it any louder, he might disappear.I looked up into familiar light blue eyes staring down at me, wide with something I hadn’t seen in a long time—concern. Real concern. Not ir
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother I've missed her
Ivan. We haven’t spoken.Not since her outburst the other day — the way she looked at me like I was nothing, like I didn’t exist, like I didn’t matter. I told myself I didn’t care. I told myself her words meant nothing, that she was just angry, that she’d cool off eventually.But the truth?The id
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