My Step-Brothers’ Forbidden Addiction

Delilah's POV "After graduation, you're mine. Publicly. No more hiding."Jaxon's lips brushed against my neck as he whispered the promise. We were tucked behind the library in our usual spot where no one could see us. His hand slid under my shirt, fingers tracing patterns on my bare skin that made me shiver."You promise?" I breathed out. "After three years of this, you'll really claim me in front of everyone?""I swear it." His ice blue eyes locked onto mine. "Three more days until graduation. Then I become Alpha and no one will ever hurt you again. You'll be my Luna and they'll have to respect you."I wanted to believe him so badly it hurt. For three years at Riverbend University, I endured hell. Male wolves grabbed my ass in hallways and called me easy. Female wolves spread rumors that I slept with professors for grades. They called me whore's daughter every single day because Mom dared to date again five years after Dad died.But Jaxon made it bearable. My fated mate, the future

Delilah's POV Alpha Sterling's voice boomed across the ceremonial grounds. "My son will not bind himself to the daughter of a faithless whore who dishonored her mate's memory."The world tilted and I looked at Jaxon, waiting for him to defend me. To fight for us the way he promised this morning when his fingers were inside me and he swore I was his forever.He finally looked at me with ice blue eyes that were cold and empty."Jaxon Sterling, do you accept this female as your mate?""No." His voice was flat. "I, Jaxon Sterling, reject Delilah Calloway as my mate and sever our bond before the Moon Goddess and this pack."The pain dropped me to my knees. The mate bond that had glowed warm inside me for two years suddenly ripped apart and it felt like someone tore out my still-beating heart. The white dress pooled around me in the dirt as I screamed. Storm howled in pure agony inside my head and her pain mixed with mine until I couldn't tell where hers ended and mine began.The pack erup

Delilah's POV "Let me show you inside." Ryker's voice was warm as he guided Mom toward the packhouse entrance. "You both must be exhausted from the drive."I followed behind them, acutely aware of Dante and Mateo's eyes tracking my every movement. They stepped aside to let us pass but didn't say a word. The air between us crackled with tension.The packhouse interior was massive and imposing. Dark wood floors stretched down long hallways and portraits of past Alphas and Betas lined the walls. Everything looked expensive and old and nothing like our small cottage in Riverbend. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings and cast warm light across the space. Thick rugs muffled our footsteps as we walked deeper into what would now be our home."Your room is upstairs, Vivienne." Ryker led Mom up the grand staircase with his hand on the small of her back. "And Delilah, I've prepared a room right next to your mother's. I want you to feel at home here. This is your home now too."His words

Delilah's POVI stared at Mateo as he stood in my doorway holding a glass of warm milk like he was the perfect caring stepbrother. His amber eyes locked onto mine with a look that made every muscle in my body tense.The threat was clear: say one more word and there will be consequences."I thought you might want some warm milk," he said smoothly. His voice was warm and concerned, nothing like the cold threats from earlier. "To help you sleep after such a long day."Mom's entire posture relaxed. She actually smiled at him. "Oh, Mateo. That's so thoughtful of you." She turned to me with relief flooding her face. "See, sweetheart? I was worried they wouldn't treat you well, but look how considerate he's being."He walked further into my room and set the glass on my nightstand. The entire time, his eyes stayed on me with that same threatening intensity."We want you to feel welcome here, Delilah." He smiled at Mom. "Right, Vivienne? This is a big adjustment for everyone but we're family n

Delilah’s POVA knock on my door made every muscle in my body go rigid.“Delilah?” Mom’s voice filtered through the wood. Soft and concerned and completely unaware of what had just happened. “Honey, I made your pancakes. Are you coming down?”I couldn’t face her with my eyes red and swollen, my face blotchy from crying, when I’d have to lie and pretend everything was fine.“I’m not feeling well. I think I just need to rest.”“Oh no. Do you need anything? Medicine? Water?”“No, I’m okay. Just tired from everything.”There was a pause and I could picture her standing outside my door debating whether to push harder or give me space.“Okay, sweetheart. I’ll save you a plate for later. Feel better.”Her footsteps faded down the hallway and I was alone again.Truly alone in a way I’d never been before. Even at Riverbend when everyone hated me, I’d had Jaxon. Or at least I thought I’d had him. But that had been a lie just like everything else.I stayed in bed staring at the ceiling while the