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056. Back Where It Started
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Mated to My Rival Step Brother 175. Enough For Now
Alex's POV:It was not the first time I had run in this form. Obviously. I had shifted hundreds of times over the years, had covered more forest ground than I could measure. But there was something specific and unrepeatable about this particular run, at this particular hour, beside this particular wolf, and I was aware of it with a clarity that was almost inconvenient given the circumstances.I had dreamed about this.Not metaphorically. Literally. As a younger Alpha just learning what the mate bond meant and what it might eventually look like, I had imagined this exact thing. Late night forest. Full shift. Running beside the person who was mine in the most fundamental sense the universe had arranged. No audience. No expectation. Just the two of us and the trees and the dark and the speed.Blake did not know.That was the part that sat heavy and tender simultaneously. He ran beside me right now with no knowledge of what he was to me, no awareness that this moment I was carrying quietl
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 174. Rhythm Between Us
Alex's POV:The Academy forest swallowed us whole within the first thirty seconds.I moved ahead, keeping low, keeping quiet, reading the trees the way I had been trained to since before I could properly shift. Every shadow had a shape. Every shape had a source. My eyes adjusted fast, cutting through the dark the way Alpha vision was built to, and behind me I could hear Blake's footsteps matching my pace without instruction.We did not speak.The forest near the Academy boundary was not empty even at this hour. Patrol rotations crossed through here on a loose schedule, Silver and Blood Moon both, and neither of us needed the complication of being recognized mid-mission on unmarked territory. I tracked the rotation timing in the back of my mind and steered us wide of the eastern checkpoint path, cutting through a denser stretch of oak that most patrols avoided because the ground was uneven and the canopy blocked moonlight almost completely.Blake followed without question.That was som
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 173. Maybe
Lyra's POV:She helps me back to the bed and settles me against the pillows with an efficiency that would impress the actual healers. Then she straightens and looks down at herself and seems to remember for the first time in several minutes that she is still standing in only Lyra's spare trousers and nothing covering her upper half. The navy blue lacy bra had been removed at some point during the shower and not replaced.She looks around for her shirt."It is wet," I say.She stares at it on the counter. "Right.""You can take something from the wardrobe," I offer.She waves a hand. "It is fine. I am not cold."She moves toward the edge of the bed and sits. Then she reaches back toward the med kit again. "The healer also left something for your shoulder bruising. The one closer to the surface. Rib one is yet to be inner healed.""I can reach that one myself," I say.She gives me a look."I genuinely can," I tell her."Show me," she says pleasantly.I lift my left arm and reach toward
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 172. It's Her Job
Lyra's POV:The water shuts off.The quiet that follows is a different kind of quiet. Softer. Warmer. The steam still lingers in the air around us and my skin feels clean in a way that goes beyond just the surface. Like Maya washed away something heavier than sweat and dried blood.She wraps a towel around me before I can reach for it myself."I have hands," I point out."I know," she says simply, tucking the edge secure.I let her.She dries my hair with a smaller towel, working through the ends first, careful not to pull. Her fingers move with a patience that feels practiced even though I know she is doing this by instinct alone. My eyes close without permission."You are falling asleep," she says."I am not," I reply."Your eyes were closed.""I was resting them."She makes a sound that is not quite a laugh but carries all the ingredients of one. Her hands move to my shoulders, patting them dry, then down my arms. When she reaches my right side she slows completely, barely touching
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 171. Always Here
Alex's POV:I was leaning down toward him when my phone screamed to life from the side table.Both of us jolted hard. Blake's hand shot out and gripped my forearm on reflex and I was already pulling back, the mood evaporating in the single second it took for my brain to shift from one mode to another entirely. I reached across and grabbed the phone and looked at the screen.Rafe.My beta. Who knew better than most people alive when and when not to call me. Which meant if he was calling right now, at this hour, something was wrong enough that he didn't have the option of waiting.I accepted the call and brought it to my ear."Rafe."The first thing I heard was his breathing. Labored. The kind that comes from running hard or from fear or from both happening at the same time. Rafe was not someone who scared easily. He was built for pressure, trained for it, had stood beside me through enough situations that most people would've folded under. So the sound of his breathing uneven on the ot
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 170. Get Ready to Moan Again [18+]
Blake's POV:I don't know what came over me exactly.Maybe it was the way he was still hovering above me with that unguarded smile sitting on his face like he'd forgotten to put his armor back on. Maybe it was the dim light catching the exhaustion in his eyes, the real kind, the kind that lives deeper than just physical tiredness. Maybe it was simply that after everything tonight I wanted to give something back.I pressed my palm gently against his chest and guided him down.He let me. That alone felt significant. Alex letting someone else move him, direct him, settle him somewhere without putting up resistance. He laid back against the mattress and looked up at the ceiling for a moment and I sat beside him just taking in the full picture of him at rest.Then I leaned down and started at his jaw.Just a kiss. Soft and unhurried. The same way he'd mapped my face earlier in the night, I took that same care now, pressing my lips to his cheekbone, his temple, the corner of his eye. He was
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