Rejecting My Alpha Stepbrother

April’s POV Today was the day. It had been exactly one month since Papa died, yet I still couldn’t believe that he was no longer here or that a whole month had passed already. Until last month, my father, the pack’s Alpha, seemed untouchable, but now…I sighed again, and another tear rolled down. Why did he have to leave? Dad’s death not only broke me but shattered our entire family. I got up, headed to my wardrobe, picked out some lazy clothes, and went downstairs for a glass of water.The atmosphere all over the house was solemn; the whole place was quiet. I saw Dorian sitting quietly when I got to the living room. My stepbrother Dorian and his mother were the only family I had left. Although, I wasn’t certain that I still had him. Dad’s death had changed him more than anyone. It was like he had become another person entirely.I walked gently, unwilling to attract his attention. Unfortunately, the moment I crept up behind him, he raised his head, and his eyes narrowed as they settle

April’s POV Last night, after everyone had retired for the night, I stubbornly returned to my room. However, Dorian had changed all the locks, sealing off everything except the maid’s room next to the kitchen. I held onto the hope that things would improve. Dorian would overcome his grief, and he’d remember that I was his little princess, right? Shaking my head to shake off the uncertainty, I headed into the shower, aware that it was a school day. With things already difficult, the last thing I needed was a bad day at school.Unlike my usual shower, all I could manage here was a simple wash. It didn’t take long for me to finish up. After dressing, I made my way downstairs for breakfast.Entering the dining room, I halted at the sight of Dorian at the table with Susan, my stepmother. Dorian’s gaze met mine, and he promptly stood up, knocking his chair backwards.“You made me lose my appetite,” he spat before storming out of the room. Susan’s eyes shifted to me, giving me a curt nod.

Dorian’s POVI walked away from April. It had been 3 years since we declared Stacie dead, and I had been repeating the word ‘vengeance’ every day since the day they put her empty coffin in the ground.Yes, empty. Her coffin was empty. When they dug the car wreckage from the accident three years ago, they didn’t find my sister. We had hoped that, somehow, she would show up. Maybe someone had saved her after April’s father fainted. Yet, after waiting for three years, there was nothing. It was like she had disappeared into thin air. I balled my fist angrily.Every day, the thought that he had escaped the accident with only a concussion and ‘foggy memories’ made me feel even worse than ever. Zephyr Grey killed my sister. I was sure of it. The bastard must have faked that accident to cook up that useless story of having foggy memories.Three years later, he had gotten his karma. But his death had been peaceful. So I was going to rain my vengeance on his only family left: April.It’s been th

My head throbbed as I struggled to sit up. Instead of my ‘new’ room, I was in Dorian’s room. Even though the design had changed since the last time I was here, I could still tell at a glance. My attention was pulled by the sound of the door and my face lit up as Dorian entered the room. In my darkest moment, he ended up saving me. “Dorian, thank you for...” I started but stopped as he raised his hands up. “You have the Alpha’s blood in you, yet you are even weaker than the people you should lead. Do you still dare to argue that your father was weak?” he asked with a blank face that was devoid of any emotion. I struggled to find the right words to reply. While Papa was not the strongest Alpha or anything, he was certainly not weak. Somehow, Dorian seemed to hold… A sweet and alluring scent pushed through my nostrils and I felt every part of my body tense from it. It tinged my nostrils, and I felt a powerful tug towards Dorian! My eyes widened in shock and I got up from the be

APRIL’S POV He sat beside me, and I shifted away from him uncomfortably. This was a real Lycan Prince; he couldn’t be sitting next to someone as filthy as me. “You don’t have to be scared,” he gently said as he took my arm and inspected my injuries. “I found you in the forest. You were badly hurt. And judging by how long it’s taking these wounds to heal, I suspect that silver was used on you.” I turned my head away, and a tear rolled down my cheek. Memories of Paige and her gang’s brutal assault flooded my mind, breaking my heart. What did I do to be treated so badly? “What is the name of your pack? Where are you from? Do you even have a pack?” he inquired. I was stunned, and I tried my best not to show it. “Why do you ask? Of course, I have a pack,” I replied. He sighed. “Well, if you really did have one, you wouldn’t have been so badly treated and left to die in the middle of the forest. A pack cares for its members. If you are treated like an outcast, maybe you aren’t even p