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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 81: Mine
81.Ivy's POVI let out a loud moan, my head falling back against the bathroom wall. The water cascaded over us, but I barely noticed. All I could feel was him, deep, relentless, perfect.“Fuck, Ivy,” he muttered, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re so tight. You take it so well.” His words were like fuel, igniting a fire in my core.I clung to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as he moved faster, harder. The water slicked our skin, making every touch electric. I could feel the wall behind me, cold and unyielding, a stark contrast to the heat of his body against mine.“Look at your pussy milking my dick,” he taunted, his voice laced with raw desire.I couldn’t help but whimper, my body already spiraling out of control. The combination of the water, his rough movements, and the way he filled me was overwhelming. I was drowning in sensation, and I loved it.His hand slid down, his fingers brushing against my clit, and I gasped. “Oh God, Brandon,” I breathed, my voice shaky.He
Last Updated : 2025-04-15HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 82: Put it On
Ivy's POV.It was finally here. The dinner I had invited Aaron to.I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down the front of my dress with shaky hands. My reflection stared back at me, and for a second, I didn’t even recognize the person in the mirror. The tight knot in my stomach twisted with nerves, pulling in ways I couldn’t control. But it wasn’t really the dinner that had me on edge. Not exactly.It was Brandon.He had kept his promise. It had been a week since that night in the shower, and I’d lost count of how many times we’d ended up tangled together, in dark corners of the house, in the empty locker room between classes, in his car after school. Each time was reckless. Wrong. And each time, I let it happen.I wanted to lie to myself. Tell myself it was just because of the things he had over me. But I knew better. I knew because sometimes, late at night, I found myself waiting for him. Listening for his footsteps. I knew because I had stopped locking my door, just in case he
Last Updated : 2025-04-15HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 83: Tortuous Dinner
Ivy's POV.I stared at the small device in Brandon’s palm, my stomach twisting. He wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be."You’re joking," I said flatly, refusing to let even a flicker of unease show on my face.Brandon just smiled, slow and knowing, the kind of expression that made my skin prickle with discomfort. "Do I look like I’m joking?"I folded my arms, standing my ground. "There’s no way in hell I’m wearing that."His eyes gleamed, his amusement only deepening. "I wasn’t asking."I scoffed, shaking my head as I turned away. "Yeah, okay, Brandon. Whatever."I barely made it two steps before his arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back against him.A sharp gasp left my lips, my body tensing as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of my dress."Brandon—"He ignored me.His other hand was already working the vibrator into place, the cool sensation making me jolt. But that wasn’t what made my breath hitch, it was the way his fingers brushed against me in the process, slow, deliberate,
Last Updated : 2025-04-16HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 84: Brandon’s Good Girl
Ivy's POVI barely had time to process what was happening before Brandon pushed my panties aside, and eased in. His hands gripped my hips, hot and unrelenting, his touch possessive in a way that made my skin tingle.A little whimper escaped me."You really thought you could take it off?" he murmured, his breath warm against my ear, his voice thick with amusement. "That was cute."His words sent a shiver down my spine as he pulled back and thrust into me, hard and deep, without warning. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move, his hips snapping against mine in a punishing rhythm.I wanted to push back, to argue, to tell him to get off of me, but it was already gone in the pleasure he was giving me. The vibrator had left me wet and needy, but this, this was raw, primal, and utterly relentless.My fingers clutched the sheets, my breath hitching, and every muscle in my body tightening as I fought to keep the moans that escaped me locked behind my lips."Keep it d
Last Updated : 2025-04-17HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 85: The Carnival
85.Ivy's POV Aaron was everything a girl could want in a boyfriend. Sweet, thoughtful, always making sure I was comfortable. He listened when I talked, remembered the little things, and never hesitated to go out of his way for me.I should have felt something more for him. I wanted to. I was trying to.But no matter how hard I willed myself to feel even a fraction of what Brandon made me feel, it just wasn’t there.And that wasn’t fair.When Aaron showed up that afternoon, all smiles and excitement, asking if I wanted to go to the carnival, I didn’t have the heart to say no. I hadn’t told my mom I was going out, because it was a last-minute thing, and she wouldn’t mind. Besides, I needed the distraction.And for a while, it worked.The carnival was loud, bright, full of life. The scent of fried food filled the air, mixing with the sugary sweetness of cotton candy. Kids laughed as they ran past, their faces lit up with excitement. Everything was colorful, and buzzing with energy.Aar
Last Updated : 2025-04-17HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 86: Made Up Mind
Ivy's POV.Dinner was quiet, the only sounds filling the space were the soft clinking of cutlery against porcelain plates. It was just the three of us. Brandon, my mother, and me. I pushed a piece of chicken around my plate, watching as the sauce smeared across the white ceramic. Then something clicked in my mind, a memory from yesterday that I hadn’t fully processed until now. Setting my fork down, I glanced up at my mother. “Hey, Mom,” I said, keeping my tone light, casual. “Were you at the carnival yesterday?”She froze.For a split second, I saw it, the way her expression flickered, a flash of something almost like panic before she smoothed it over, replacing it with her usual warm, easy smile. It happened so fast that I might have imagined it."The carnival?" She let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head as she reached for her glass of water. "No, sweetheart, of course not. Why would I be there?"I frowned, studying her face carefully. There was nothing there now, no trace of th
Last Updated : 2025-04-18HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 87: Not Today
87Brandon's POV.The entire day was shit.It felt like something had burrowed under my skin, clawing at me from the inside, refusing to let go. No matter what I did, training, schoolwork, anything, I couldn’t shake the feeling off.Ivy’s words kept playing in my head, over and over, like a damn broken record.She had said it so firmly, so convincingly, like she actually believed it. Like she could just walk away from this and pretend none of it had ever happened.It pissed me off more than it should have.I tried to focus. Tried to let it go. But my punches in the gym were off, my movements were sluggish. School was even worse. I barely heard a word any of my teachers said, staring blankly at my notes only to realize I hadn’t written a single thing down. Every little thing irritated me, the scraping of chairs, and the way the clock seemed to drag on endlessly.And, of course, Amari noticed.She had been watching me all day, her gaze sharp and calculating, waiting for the right momen
Last Updated : 2025-04-19HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 88: Hex Hollow Vera
Brandon's POV I found my father in his study. The heavy scent of old books, leather, and his colonge filled the air, a smell I had long associated with him. The fireplace crackled softly in the background, casting flickering shadows along the walls. He barely looked up when I stepped inside, his eyes scanning the documents on his desk with focus, the soft scratch of his pen filling the silence.I shut the door behind me. “Dad.”His pen paused mid-signature, then he set it down carefully beside the paper, finally lifting his gaze to meet mine. “Brandon.” He gestured toward the chair in front of his desk. “Have a seat.”I walked further into the room and sank into the chair, leaning forward slightly, resting my elbows on my knees. “I need to talk to you about something.”His expression remained unreadable, but he leaned back in his chair, interlacing his fingers over his chest. “About?”“The mate bond.”For a brief second, something flickered in his gaze, mild amusement, maybe, but
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 122: To Get My Wife
Brandon’s POV The longest, most arduous five years of my life.Every second of it, I had to play dumb. I had to act broken, let them see what they wanted to see, a shattered shell of an Alpha who had nothing left to fight for. I played stupid. I played drunk. I let them think they had crushed me, chained me, molded me into their puppet. Let them think they had won.But now?Now, it was finally over.And it was worth it. Every minute. Every second of swallowing my pride, and being humiliated.I found out all their plans, thanks to Amari. And killed Helga, the only sorceress that could do the black ritual.And now, the army Liam and I had been gathering in secret, hunted down the Beta and his loyalists like prey, and dragged them down into the underground cells, stripped of their power, rotting in the dark where no magic, and no one could save them.For those five long years, I had been searching secretly for the sorceress who could undo the black bond forced onto me.Until we finally
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 121: She's Dead
Amari's POVI panted softly, trying to catch my breath as Brandon rolled off me, his arm flopping down beside mine on the bed. The sheets were tangled around our legs, sticking to our damp skin. This was the first time after the last time we had sex, but all I felt was a strange, hollow feeling amidst the pleasure.It felt like I wasn’t fully there. Like I was watching myself from somewhere outside of my body, detached and floating. The whole thing had felt so distant, as if my body was going through the motions without my heart being anywhere in it.Still, I clung to the tiny thread of hope inside me.It didn’t matter how it felt. What mattered was that it happened. After all these years of chasing him, begging for scraps of his attention, humiliating myself again and again just to get a fraction of what he used to give her, this meant something more now.He was finally starting to see me.Brandon’s breathing was steady against the back of my neck, his arm thrown lazily over my wais
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 120: Failed
Amari's POVArlena kept begging.Her voice was raw from too many screams, too many desperate cries. She clawed at the filthy floor with shaking hands, her tears leaving streaks across her hollow cheeks.“Please,” she sobbed, her whole body trembling, “please. Not them. Please, not them.”She sounded broken. Shattered into pieces so small she couldn’t even gather herself anymore.But my father stood there, unmoved. His arms folded neatly across his chest. His face didn’t so much as twitch at her cries.“Do it,” he said again, his voice sharp enough to cut through steel. “Now.”There was no emotion in it. Just a cold, demanding order.Arlena shook so hard I thought she might collapse again. But somehow, she forced herself to move. She wiped the back of her shaking hand across her face, smearing dirt and tears across her skin, and pushed herself up onto her knees.Her mouth opened, and a low, broken chant spilled out.The very air around us shifted. The walls seemed to pulse in rhythm wi
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 119: Hope
Amari's POVI wasn’t even sure when things started to change between us. It had been slow and gradual. But it was there now, clear as day. He treated me differently. He spoke to me not because he had to, but because he wanted to. He listened, and I mean really listened. He laughed when I told a joke and even remembered little things I said, things I didn’t think he cared about. And it was all starting to make me feel something I didn’t expect.Hope.I stood by the window, arms folded lightly over my chest, eyes fixed on Brandon down in the courtyard. He was practicing archery again. His stance was solid and his movements were smooth.Every arrow he shot sliced through the air and each one landed dead center which made him look ten times more attractive than he already was.I think I was starting to get lucky.“Are you falling in love with him now?”I turned sharply at the voice, and all the warmth drained out of me in an instant.My father stood in the doorway. Arms crossed, jaw tig
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 118: Changes
Amari's POVDays passed, and little by little, I started to notice a change in Brandon. It wasn’t anything dramatic or obvious, not at first. But it was there, subtle, and almost easy to miss if you weren’t looking closely. But I was. I always was.I saw it in how he started being with Bella.It used to be that he barely acknowledged her, only offering her the occasional distracted nod or completely ignored her. But now? He actually paid attention. He went out into the garden with her in the mornings, letting her chatter endlessly about the bugs she’d found or how high she could jump. He started teaching her archery. At first, he just showed her how to hold the bow properly, but then I saw him actually crouch beside her, correcting her stance gently, patiently.Bella adored him. She always had, but now it was like she was getting the version of him she’d always deserved. And he was trying. For her. For once, it looked like he was actually trying to be a father.Even at dinner, he di
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 117: Obsessed with Brandon
Amari's POVI screamed.It came from somewhere deep and full of everything I’d been holding in for far too long. I didn’t even think before I grabbed the vase and hurled it across the room. It hit the wall with a hard, cracking sound, exploding into pieces that rained down like glass rain, sharp and glittering.I didn’t stop there.The table next to me, decorated just this morning with fresh flowers, went flying too. I kicked it hard, sending it crashing to the floor, the wood cracking with a split that echoed around the room.The lamp followed, my hand curling around the base before I smashed it down onto the floor with enough force to make it shatter.Then the photo frame.That one made me pause for a split second, just long enough to see the smiling faces frozen behind the glass. Me, Brandon and Bella. I didn’t care. I threw it with even more force than the others. It hit the wall and shattered, glass and photo separating mid-air, falling in different directions.Six years.Six f
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 116: A puppet Alpha King
Amari's POVThe grand dining hall shimmered under the soft, golden glow of the chandeliers. The light bounced gently off polished surfaces, crystal glasses, silver cutlery, and the golden designs along the edges of the table.The scent of roasted meat, herbs, and wine filled the air, settling over everything like a blanket meant to comfort and impress.I sat next to Brandon who was seated at head of the table, dressed in midnight-blue silk. My hair was pinned up, and I wore the same polite, polished smile I’d been holding since the first Alpha arrived.Beside me, Brandon looked composed enough. His suit was neat, though his tie had taken some convincing earlier. His expression was blank, his eyes dull, but he was sitting upright, eating slowly. I considered that a win.My father sat at the other side of Brandon, directly in front of me, like he always did, confident and regal.Seated with us were three visiting Alphas from smaller packs. They looked a bit overwhelmed by the size of th
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 115: A Drunkard
Amari's POVBella giggled as she stabbed at her fruit slices with her tiny fork, completely focused on chasing a grape around her plate. Her face was a mess, syrup smeared around her mouth, a little on her chin, some even caught in her curls. I smiled and reached over with a napkin, wiping her face gently. She squirmed and giggled harder, but didn’t pull away.“Sit still,” I murmured, laughing softly as I cleaned the last of the stickiness from her cheek.She gave me a look, and then went right back to her fruit. I leaned back slightly and took a bite of my toast, chewing slowly as I watched her.Mornings like this almost felt real. Something normal families had. It was nice to pretend like I wasn’t neck-deep in secrets and schemes, tangled up in power plays I hadn’t asked to be part of. For a few quiet minutes, it was just me and Bella, a simple breakfast, and the illusion that everything was fine.Then the doors slammed open, the force of it echoed through the hall, and we both fl
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 114: Years Later
Amari's POV6 years later.“Mummy!”The sound of Bella’s voice echoed down the hallway, breaking through the quiet afternoon and pulling my attention away from the book I’d been reading. I looked up just in time to see her tiny figure racing toward me, curls bouncing wildly with every determined little step.She came barreling in like a force of nature, bare feet, messy dress, cheeks flushed with excitement, and launched herself straight into my arms. I caught her with a soft laugh, lifting her up and holding her close.“There’s my sweet girl,” I said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. She smelled faintly of flour and sugar, and her small arms looped around my neck like she never wanted to let go.She giggled, wriggling excitedly, the kind of energy that made it clear no nap was happening anytime soon. But just as I opened my mouth to ask what she had been doing, the front door opened and Brandon stumbled in. The scent of alcohol hit before he did, clinging to the air l
