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Mated to My Rival Step Brother
Last Updated : 2026-04-03
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His breath hit my mouth first. Warm. Shaky. Too close. Then Alex whispered, “Let go of me…” But his hands stayed on my chest. His fingers curled into the fabric like he needed something to hold onto. The thunder outside cracked, but it was nothing compared to the storm in his eyes. I tried to step back. I really did. But he moved first. Alex’s forehead touched mine, just lightly, like he didn’t realize he was doing it. His breath trembled against my lips. I felt every inch of him, every line of heat, every fight he was losing with himself. “You should hate me,” he whispered. “I do,” I said. My voice didn’t sound like hate at all. His lips brushed mine. Barely. A ghost of a touch. It burned. Alex swallowed hard. “Then why are you trembling?” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Because you’re too close.” He gave a slow, dangerous smile. “Then stop me.” I didn’t. ◇♧♡♧◇ Blake Silver enters Midnight Academy to prove himself and bring down the Thorne bloodline for good. Alex Thorne is everything he hates, everything he fears becoming, and everything he cannot stop looking at. Forced to train together, live together, and survive each other, their rivalry grows hot enough to burn. But when a stormy night ends in an accidental kiss, one truth rises like lightning. Their parents are hiding something about their past, something that ties Blake and Alex closer than enemies should ever be. If your sworn rival might become your stepbrother… would you still want the next kiss?
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Mated to My Rival Step Brother 221. Determination
Blake's POV:Coach Vega set the papers face down on each desk with the unhurried efficiency of someone who had done this many times and had no interest in making it dramatic."Theory assessment," he said from the front. "Pack governance. Historical territorial law. Strategic leadership under pressure. Alliance ethics." He looked across the room. "You have ninety minutes. The assessment is closed material." He paused. "Begin."Papers flipped over across the room.I looked at mine.The first question was on pre-treaty inter-pack boundary law. I knew this. I had read three chapters on it two weeks ago and the information was still accessible in the part of my brain that retained things properly when I had slept enough and applied myself.I had not slept enough.I started writing anyway.The first section moved through me reasonably well. Boundary law and the historical cases that had defined its application. The Silver pack's role in the 1887 accords which I knew in specific detail becau
Last Updated : 2026-04-03Mated to My Rival Step Brother 220. The Theory Test
Blake's POV:Lunch was loud and I ate half of it.Not because the food was bad. Liam had somehow secured a table near the window again which meant the light was good and the view of the grounds was unobstructed and the lamb on the plate was exactly what it should have been. I ate half and pushed the rest around and Liam watched me do this with the expression of someone exercising considerable patience."You are going to need energy for the theory test," he said."I know.""That is not a statement that requires acknowledgment. It is a statement that requires eating."I picked up the fork and ate another three bites and he looked satisfied enough to drop it.The morning had gone the way it had gone. My preliminary trial round had been straightforward. The opponent was capable and I had taken him seriously and won it cleanly without anything dramatic. Coach Vega had nodded from the platform which from Vega was approximately equivalent to a standing ovation from anyone else.None of that
Last Updated : 2026-04-03Mated to My Rival Step Brother 219. The Thing He Cannot Put Down
Alex's POV:The arena was loud and I was not listening to any of it.I had found a position near the eastern wall after the bracket announcement, far enough from the main crowd that I could stand without being pressed on all sides, close enough that I could see the floor. I told myself I was studying the competition. Reading the room. Doing what a serious competitor did on opening day.I was watching Blake.He stood near the center with his arms loose at his sides and his eyes on the bracket board and the morning light coming through the high arena windows landed on him in that particular way that I was choosing not to think about. He had not looked back in my direction since that moment earlier. Since we had stood three steps apart and looked at each other and I had opened my mouth and nothing had come out.I love you.He had said it in my room last night and I had stood there and responded with information about our parents and a threat and watched him walk out in my t-shirt and I h
Last Updated : 2026-04-02Mated to My Rival Step Brother 218. Rolf's Game
Blake's POV:“Everyone, take your positions.”Coach Vega’s voice cut through the arena like a blade.Sharp. Clear. Impossible to ignore.The crowd noise lowered almost instantly. Not completely, but enough. People listened when Vega spoke. Competitors straightened. Conversations died.I turned fully toward the center of the arena.Coach Vega stood elevated on a platform, arms folded behind his back. His presence alone commanded attention. Tall, composed, and completely in control.Aaran Bloodmoon stood nearby, slightly behind Alex, watching the competitors with that same quiet intensity he always carried.Nothing about this was casual anymore.This was official.“This,” Vega continued, his voice steady, “is the opening day of the Alpha Heir Competition.”A pause.He let the weight of those words settle.“You’ve all been selected for a reason. Strength. Skill. Potential. Leadership.”His eyes moved across the arena, scanning us one by one.“But selection means nothing if you cannot pro
Last Updated : 2026-04-01Mated to My Rival Step Brother 129. Where the World Cannot Follow
Gregory’s POV:The Silver Forest feels different at night.Quieter. Heavier.Even the wind moves like it is hiding secrets.I stand near the south east corner, where the trees grow taller and the ground dips slightly. No one comes here. No patrol walks this side unless ordered. That is how she wante
Last Updated : 2026-03-29Mated to My Rival Step Brother 130. The Slap of Rage
Alex’s POV:My chest hurts.I am still on the floor, knees pulled close, hands shaking. Tears keep falling even though I try to stop. I press my palm over my mouth to silence the sound, but my breathing still comes out broken.Why does it always hurt more at night?When I see his face in the Academy
Last Updated : 2026-03-29Mated to My Rival Step Brother 126. The Weight She Carries
Maya's POV:The room feels too warm tonight.I sit on Lyra’s bed, pretending to scroll through my phone while she talks about decorations for Alex’s birthday. Her voice is light, excited, soft in a way that makes people feel safe. She is sitting cross legged on the floor, papers and ribbons around
Last Updated : 2026-03-29Mated to My Rival Step Brother 125. Something Feels Different
Blake's POV:The training yard felt too big today.I sat on the wooden bench near the side fence, elbows on my knees, hands hanging between them. My breathing was still heavy from drills, but that was not what made my chest tight.It was Alex.He stood across the field, speaking with another traine
Last Updated : 2026-03-29
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