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One hundred and thirty-nine

Author: Evelyn Scott
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-26 18:24:41

Alpha Lucien’s POV

“Tell me…” I muttered, eyes fixed on Darren as he stood just a few feet away from my throne. “Tell me why you look like a man with nothing left to lose.”

He didn’t answer. Of course he didn’t. Men like him don’t speak with words. they speak with silence sharp as daggers, with the kind of rage that’s been simmering for years in shadows. I had hide him telling everyone that he had died for my own selfish interest, I killed the original Beta of North fang pack, and inter changed his body with him.

My palace was too quiet tonight. The air smelled wrong, like burnt sage and betrayal.

I stood up slowly, my joints aching more than usual. Power weighed heavy on old bones, even power like mine.

“Where have you been?” I asked again, voice low, deliberate. “You vanished when I needed you most. When the child disappeared. When Aria began turning into that… thing. You ran.”

Still, he said nothing.

Only his eyes flickered, once.

And that was when I knew.

Something had cracked in
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  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and forty-two

    Aria’s POV“Sometimes, peace is louder than war. And sometimes, war returns in silence.”I looked straight into Kael’s eyes. He looked right back at me, and then, unexpectedly, we burst into laughter.It wasn’t wild or loud. It was tired, cracked at the edges, and still stained by everything we’d lost. But it was real. For the first time in what felt like ages, we could breathe together without pain clawing at our throats.Kael ran a hand down his face, shaking his head. “This is insane.”“I know,” I said, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. “I should be groveling, or locked in a dungeon, or…”He cut me off gently, “…or holding your son, like you are now.”I looked down. The baby, my baby lay nestled in a soft wrap against my chest. He was so small, so perfect, and yet the source of so much war, betrayal, and heartbreak.“The council will call a meeting,” I said, my voice softening. “Gracie’s mother. Tavin. Me. We need to talk. I need to ask for forgiveness. And we have to decide

  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and forty-one

    Kael’s POV“So our Alpha stole someone else’s pup.”“She looked gentle, but she’s a dangerous person.”“She’s unfit. How could she lie to us all?”The voices echoed outside like angry spirits clawing at the palace walls. Harsh, cruel. But not undeserved.I stood in the hallway, just outside the bedchamber where Aria had retreated, listening with my jaw clenched so tight I thought I’d crack my own bones. Their words weren’t just noise, they were arrows. And every single one of them struck her.I turned and stepped into the room, shutting the door quietly behind me.She sat on the edge of the bed, her back hunched forward, hands clasped tightly together in her lap like she was trying to hold herself together physically. Her shoulders trembled. Not from fear. From the weight of what she’d done.Her eyes -- those fierce, storm-colored eyes were clouded with tears.And I knew.She’d heard them too.“They’re right,” she said, before I could speak. Her voice cracked. “I betrayed my people. I

  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and forty

    Aria’s POV“You’re a not monster,” Kael said.“Don’t come closer,” I warned, my voice breaking even as I stood tall. I was shaking, inside and out. My hands clenched at my sides, not because I wanted to fight him, but because I was barely holding myself together.Kael’s eyes, once warm and forgiving, were now shards of ice that stabbed straight through me. I couldn’t blame him. I wouldn’t forgive me either.“I didn’t do it to hurt anyone,” I whispered.He laughed. Not a joyful laugh. No, this one was hollow. Like something had broken deep inside him and all he could do now was laugh so he wouldn’t scream. “You didn’t do it to hurt anyone? Aria, you hid a living pup. Gracie’s pup. You let her die thinking her baby was gone!”Tears spilled down my cheeks, warm and fast, but I didn’t wipe them. I let them fall like the truth I could no longer keep buried.“I thought he was mine,” I said finally. The words were small, but they hit the room like thunder. “I thought maybe they changed my pu

  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and thirty-nine

    Alpha Lucien’s POV“Tell me…” I muttered, eyes fixed on Darren as he stood just a few feet away from my throne. “Tell me why you look like a man with nothing left to lose.”He didn’t answer. Of course he didn’t. Men like him don’t speak with words. they speak with silence sharp as daggers, with the kind of rage that’s been simmering for years in shadows. I had hide him telling everyone that he had died for my own selfish interest, I killed the original Beta of North fang pack, and inter changed his body with him. My palace was too quiet tonight. The air smelled wrong, like burnt sage and betrayal.I stood up slowly, my joints aching more than usual. Power weighed heavy on old bones, even power like mine.“Where have you been?” I asked again, voice low, deliberate. “You vanished when I needed you most. When the child disappeared. When Aria began turning into that… thing. You ran.”Still, he said nothing.Only his eyes flickered, once.And that was when I knew.Something had cracked in

  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and thirty-eight

    Kael’s POV“Aria!!” I shouted, my voice bouncing off the high stone walls of the palace like a wild echo chasing shadows. “Where are you at?!”My feet slammed against the marble floor, too fast to be calm, too slow to feel like enough. I could feel something in the air had twisted. Wrong. Off. Tainted.The night was colder than it should have been.I ran past confused guards, past servants with worried eyes. I didn’t stop to explain. I couldn’t. The moment Aria stormed out earlier, something in my chest had cracked, and now, that crack was tearing open like a dam giving way.My wolf paced inside me, anxious.Her scent was everywhere. Sharp. Wild. No longer warm and grounded. It was shifting, feral, unstable, as if something deep within her had snapped free.I reached her room.The door was wide open.My hands shook as I stepped in.And then I saw her.Not her. Not entirely.Aria stood in the center of the room, what was left of it. Furniture was destroyed, the windows shattered. Curta

  • Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother   One hundred and thirty-seven

    Aria’s POV“A betrayal, when it finally blooms, smells nothing like roses. It reeks of ash and familiar voices.”The air tasted like burnt promises.It had been days or weeks? Time no longer ticked like it used to. Gracie was dead, the child she died for had vanished into smoke, and I was left sifting through the rubble of what I thought was control. My throne felt cold. My soul felt colder.Kael’s words still clung to my bones like frost.“I know the person. And you, Aria… you know them too.”How cruel, to know that truth can cut deeper when whispered in someone you love’s voice.The world outside my window looked too quiet. The trees didn’t sway the way they used to. Maybe they were mourning too. Or maybe I was imagining things again, dressing silence in tragedy like a funeral gown.I hadn’t slept. Not really. Dreams didn’t come anymore, they slinked away like cowards. What arrived instead were fragments of the past, and the weight of questions I couldn’t ask out loud. Where was the

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