She Married My Stepbrother, Then I Became His Commander

I had barely submitted the application when my stepmother called.She sounded delighted. "Ronan, I forgot to tell you. We're at the Interstellar Hotel. Your father says you already paid for the reception, so there's no point in letting the venue go to waste. Declan and Sienna can use it for their ceremony. If you have any decency left, come join us. Then we can put all this behind us."I was so furious I laughed.They'd stolen my girlfriend, and now they wanted to use the wedding venue I'd worked so hard to pay for.Normally, I would've blocked her on the spot.But I was leaving for the front. Even if I had to flip every table in that hall, I wasn't letting that shameless pair waste my money and walk all over me.I ended the call and took a hover car straight to the Interstellar Hotel.The banquet hall was packed, and the lights were almost blinding.Sienna stood in a white wedding gown, leaning against Declan's chest as their guests congratulated them.I'd given her that gown as a gra

I blocked Declan and started calling everyone I knew, swallowing my pride and asking for loans.I had plenty of friends, but 500,000 credits was still a huge amount.By late that night, I'd managed to scrape together 300,000.For the rest, I sold the only thing my mother had left me—a necklace that still held a faint trace of her psychic energy.Finally, I had enough to pay for my grandmother's treatment.But as I boarded a ship back to my homeworld, an emergency call came in from our neighbor."Ronan, where are you? Something's happened to your grandmother!"Susan Dalton was sobbing so hard she could barely get the words out."This afternoon, someone claiming to be your brother called her and said that he and Sienna had gotten married. He told her Sienna had dumped you and that you refused to let go. He wanted her to talk some sense into you and get you to stop embarrassing yourself. Then... then he sent her photos and videos from the reception. Your grandmother saw them, and her mind

Every success at K-7 meant risking my life.I led every mission from the front, tearing through enemy lines with reckless force.Before long, the soldiers under my command had given me another name: the Crimson Ghost, a name that struck fear into the Swarm.During one battle, I stayed behind to cover the main force's retreat. My mecha ran out of power, and three bug lords closed in on me.My mindscape was on the verge of overloading. I thought I was going to die.Then a gentle yet powerful mind-link flowed into my mindscape like cool water, calming the frenzy inside me."Hold on! There's an opening at three o'clock on your left!"A calm woman's voice rang out in my mind.I brought my guns around and fired, blasting a hole through the weakest point in their formation.A silver-white medical support mecha rushed to my side. A surge of healing energy swept over my mecha, restoring its power almost instantly.After the battle, I climbed out of my cockpit and finally saw the pilot who had s

Life in the Seventh Assault Unit was hell for Declan.I didn't single him out. I treated him like any other recruit.But he'd been pampered all his life. Even a basic cross-country run with a pack had him whining, let alone a real combat simulation.More than once, he tried to cut corners during training. Every time, I doubled his punishment.Then, during a mission to clear out Swarm stragglers, he ignored orders, left the squad without permission, and stumbled into an unsurveyed hatching ground.He set off an alarm and sent a flood of larvae straight toward us.It took everything we had to rescue him. Larval acid splashed across his calf and left him badly injured.The anesthetic left him drifting in and out of consciousness in the med-pod.Sienna sat beside him, watching him anxiously.I walked in and looked down at him coldly.As if sensing my presence, he started mumbling in his sleep."Credits... I was never short on credits... what did I want a combat suit for... I just wanted he

The war was over.For bringing the K-7 campaign to an end, I received the Purple Star, the Empire's highest honor, and became the youngest major general in its history.The day I returned to Capital Planet, my father and stepmother were waiting at the spaceport in their best clothes.The moment they saw the general's stars on my shoulders, their faces lit up with eager smiles."Son, you're back! I'm proud of you!""Ronan, let me look at you. You've lost weight."My father reached for my shoulder while my stepmother tried to take my hand.I stepped back before either of them could touch me."Mr. and Mrs. Cross." I looked at them, calm and distant. "I don't believe we're acquainted."Their smiles froze."Ronan, is that how you speak to your father? No matter what happened, I'm still your father!""My father?" I smiled. "Where was my father when I was driven to the front? Where was my father when my grandmother was driven to her death?""You..." He was too furious to answer.My stepmother