MasukHe was the Alpha who had only one wish—to find his mate and live happily ever after. But fate has other plans for him. What happened when Javier finally found his mate but his mate turned out to be someone he never expected? Someone whose presence he hates but whose connection to him runs deep. Someone who is not even a she but a he. His stepbrother Henry is an omega. ***** "I Henry Clane, the omega of Dark Moon Pack, reject you, Javier De La Vega, as my mate!" Henry declared, his tone defiant. A smirk played on my lips as I responded, "You think you have a choice in this matter, even if I don't want you as my mate either?" I pulled him closer, our eyes locked in a battle of wills. "Your rejection made me want to not let you go even more. You're mine, whether you like it or not." I hate him, but seeing the pain and struggle in his eyes to get freed from the mate bond only fueled my desire to keep him bound to me. The power I held over him was intoxicating, and I knew that no matter how much he resisted, he would always be mine.
Lihat lebih banyakTo all my incredible readers on GoodNovel—Thank you so much for walking this emotional road with Xavier, Henry, and me. 🖤 “My Stepbrother, My Mate” wasn’t just a story—it was a journey of love, grief, healing, and the kind of connection that not even death could break. 🌌💔I know… there may be some unresolved threads, plot holes, or side characters you wish had more closure—some might’ve been missed by mistake, and others were left open on purpose… for the future. 😉🔮But in the end, this story was written from the heart, and your support—every read, every comment, every tear and smile—made it truly special. 💬💞This may be “The End” for now… But if the stars align 🌠 and enough of you wish for it, Maybe—just maybe—we’ll return to this world again. (And a certain forgotten side character might just get her spotlight...👀💥)If you enjoyed this journey, please consider leaving a review, sharing your thoughts, or following me for future adventures. Your support means everything, and
Xavier***Years have passed since the war ended, since the sky darkened with the loss of him—the boy who carried the light and the warmth of the stars in his soul. The world has rebuilt itself, the pack has healed, but the gaping wound that remains in my chest has never truly closed. I am Alpha now, but not truly. Not without him. Henry. The boy who dreamed of freedom beneath a sky full of stars, the man who loved me in a way no one else ever could.I wear the title of Alpha like armor, but it’s heavy, and it feels hollow without him by my side.I still hear his name in the wind, still feel his presence in the quiet corners of my heart, where his love once burned so brightly. I see his smile in my dreams and feel the weight of his hands in mine. There are nights when I lie awake and imagine him beside me, as if he never left. But then morning comes, and the silence is deafening. The world spins on, but I walk it alone.Diego has been the rock I needed, the steady force holding the pie
Xavier***I rise—slow, trembling—like a man being dragged from a grave. Every muscle screams, raw and unrelenting, as if grief itself has shredded my skin, replacing it with jagged shards of fire. My bones are burning, my heart a hollow echo, a beat I don't deserve. I gasp for air, but each breath feels like swallowing broken glass, tearing me open again. My fingers curl into fists, not from strength, but to stop them from shaking with the violence of loss. Power lingers beneath my skin, volatile and grief-soaked, pulsing with every heartbeat that shouldn't exist without him.Around me, the sky groans—a wounded beast mourning its fallen. Silver bleeds into darkness, not like twilight, but like the world itself is weeping, like the last light of love is dying.And maybe it is.Maybe a part of the world did die with him.But I’m still breathing.And Cael is still here.He staggers, clutching at the gaping void where Henry’s light gutted him—an abyss carved into his very existence. His f
Xavier****The moment holds like a breath caught in the throat—Like even the world doesn’t dare move, waiting to see if we survive this.I can barely feel my body anymore. Fiona’s magic is fading, its light flickering around me like dying embers. My lungs burn. My soul screams. And Henry—God, Henry—he stands there with the Blade trembling in his hand like it wants to consume him whole.His eyes find mine.Not the golden-black fire that’s taken over him.Him.Just… him.“I remember the first time we met, just as children,” he says.It’s quiet. So quiet I almost think I imagined it.But I didn’t.Because that voice—that voice is Henry.Not the weapon.Not the monster.Not Cael’s puppet.Just my Henry.“I remember thinking…” he breathes out, voice shaking, “if we could just stay like this. Just the two of us.”I can’t speak. I can’t move.All I can do is look at him and let the tears fall.Because I know what’s about to happen.Cael roars, the air cracking as he throws his power forward
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