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NOVAH’S POV“Everyone saw it,” I said, my voice flat. Dead. “It’s the talk of the pack. ‘Beta Reject.’ They’re not wrong.” I looked down at my worn slippers, unable to bear the intensity in his eyes. “I know my place now. You don’t have to worry about me causing any more… trouble.” The word tasted like ash. Trouble. Like my feelings for him were some calculated act of rebellion, not a desperate, aching need.“Your *place*?” His voice held a sharp edge now. “What the hell does that even mean, Novah? Sitting by the trash cans at lunch? Letting Alice shove you around? Letting Loveth carve insults into your life?” He moved suddenly, a restless energy he couldn’t contain, pacing a short, frustrated path near my bed. “Why don’t you fight back? Why do you just… take it?”The question, coming from *him*, was ludicrous. Infuriating. It shattered the fragile hold I had on my composure. My head snapped up, tears welling hot and fast.“Fight back?” My voice cracked, rising slightly. “With what, A
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 39
NOVAH’S POVThe silence after the howls wasn’t peaceful. It was heavy. Like a thick, suffocating blanket thrown over the world. Over me. Moonlight, cold and pale, painted stripes across my bedroom floor, highlighting dust motes dancing in air – tiny, insignificant things, just like me. I hadn’t moved from the window. My cheek still pressed against the cool glass, my breath fogging a small circle that vanished almost as soon as it appeared. *Just like hope,* I thought dully.*Let me matter to someone.*The plea echoed uselessly in the hollow chamber of my chest. The moon hadn’t answered. The wolves hadn’t paused their wild song. Why would they? An omega’s whispered desperation was nothing against the primal call of the pack, the strength of the alphas, the sharp wit of the betas. I was background noise. Static. Easily ignored.The ache in my bones from the morning hadn’t faded; it had settled deeper, a constant thrum of exhaustion beneath the dull numbness. School had been… expected. T
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 38
Novah’s POV The morning after Lucien ended everything on that stage, I woke up sore.Not the kind of sore that came from bruises or fights—but the kind that settled in your bones after a dream died quietly in your chest.My bedsheets were tangled from the night’s restlessness. My mouth was dry. I hadn’t eaten dinner, and my stomach reminded me now with a hollow ache. But I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t feel like anything, really.Not sad. Not angry. Not empty.Just… dull. Like an overused blade.A soft knock at my door made my heart lurch.For a second, I thought maybe—maybe—it was Ashton. Or Jason. Or even Lucien, full of guilt and confusion.But when I opened the door, it was the maid, Nara, holding a tray of toast and eggs.“Camilia says you need to eat before school,” she said without looking at me. “She told me not to leave until you finish.”I nodded mutely and took the tray.Nara hesitated. Her eyes darted to the side. “They’re all talking about you, you know.”I swallowed, already
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 37
Novah’s POVThe morning after Lucien left me in the garden, the air felt too thin to breathe.I kept waiting for someone to knock on my door. Maybe Camilia, to scold me again. Maybe Lucien, to say he’d thought it over. Or even Ashton—to offer some half-apology that would only tangle things further.But no one came.The sun rose slowly, its rays spilling through my curtains like golden threads. But they didn’t warm me. I sat on the edge of my bed, in yesterday’s dress, the one with the rip from the bush. I hadn’t brushed my hair. I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t even cried.Not because I wasn’t hurting.But because even my tears had learned to abandon me.A knock came just past noon.I jumped up too quickly and stumbled. My feet had gone numb.I opened the door, breath caught.It was Mira.Of course it was Mira.She looked at me like I was something she’d stepped on.“Did you forget we have school?” she asked, chewing gum lazily.“I…” I blinked. “No. I just…”“Lucien wants to make an announcem
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 36
Novah’s POVThe moment Lucien walked away, something inside me cracked.I didn’t hear it, not really. But I felt it. Like the sound you imagine when a mirror shatters in slow motion.He didn’t yell.He didn’t ask for an explanation.He just... walked.And I stood there, with Ashton beside me, the taste of his kiss still clinging to my lips like guilt I couldn’t wash off.“Ashton,” I murmured, barely able to breathe.He reached for me, but I stepped back.“I—I need to find him,” I whispered, my voice trembling like my knees. “Lucien. I need to talk to him.”Ashton didn’t say anything. He just watched me. And that silence was heavier than anything he could’ve said.I turned and ran.—The halls of the pack house were too clean, too perfect. I hated how the floor didn’t creak beneath my steps. It felt like I didn’t even exist.Every omega that passed looked at me, then quickly looked away. Some whispered. Some snickered. One—Mira, I think—actually stopped and gave me the kind of look you
Mated To My Stepbrother Chapter 35
Novah’s POV The next morning smelled like lavender and unease.It wasn’t the kind of lavender that calmed you. No, it was sharp—almost medicinal—the kind they put in rooms when people were sick or had been crying. I stared at the breakfast tray left at my door, untouched. Toast, tea, and a single orange.I didn’t want it.I didn’t want anything.But I got dressed anyway. Not because I wanted to, but because it was expected. That’s what being an omega meant here. You did things because you had to. Not because you mattered. Not because you had a choice.The pack house buzzed with a strange energy that morning. Maids whispered in corners. Dresses were being carried down halls. I caught glimpses of blush pinks and ivory silks—wedding colors.My wedding.To Lucien.It still didn’t feel real.Camilia had ordered a seamstress. Lucien’s family was in town. There would be a small gathering tonight to celebrate the upcoming bond. I was supposed to smile. Be thankful. Be glowing.But I just fel
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