Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Alpha Stepbrother : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Vinorca Jona POV“You were out the whole night?”I froze mid-step, the words cutting sharp in the hallway. My pulse hammered against my ears, and I had known this was coming—of course I had—but knowing didn’t make facing it any easier.“Alpha Dante waited for you all night with a cake.” The head maid’s voice rasped, rough with anger. I didn’t need to see her face to know she was livid. She’d never once been pleased with me since the day I arrived here.I kept my back to her. “I didn’t know he’d have a cake for me. I was at a group study with my friend.” The lie slid off my tongue with practiced ease, though the thought of Dante waiting with a cake—of all things—made it harder to believe even myself. He never did anything without a hidden purpose.I could never be certain what cruel game he planned for me, but if he wasn’t here, I had the chance to invent excuses. That wouldn’t be possible in his presence. The last thing I wanted was to give this woman more reason to crush me when I wa

Vinorca Jona POVI pushed myself to stand, my head lowered, heat crawling up my neck. Amanda had already apologized. It should’ve been me setting things right, not hiding behind her.“No, Miss Jona. I’d rather hear your reason for disturbing my class on the first day.” Masen’s voice stayed calm, but the anger beneath it was impossible to miss.I hadn’t expected this—not from the man who’d been so sweet yesterday. Just a few hours ago, he’d spoken like everything was dipped in sugar, and now he looked ready to erupt.“What is your age, Miss Jona?”“Eighteen, sir.” Why was he asking? I clearly remembered telling him about my birthday.“And what is the legal age to begin manifesting? To have a wolf? To be considered legal in the pack—even if guardians are required until eighteen?”“Fourteen, sir.” Confusion twisted in my stomach. Everyone knew that. Fourteen—the age when wolves surfaced, the age we were treated as adults even with supervision. We werewolves got our wolves sometime betwee

Vinorca Jona POV“Sit here.” Masen pulled the chair out for me, the gesture catching me off guard for a second. Still, I sat.He settled into the chair across from me.“What do you want to order, sir?” I asked quietly, still unsettled after everything that had just happened.Masen gave a small smile. “Black coffee for me, with no sugar.”Yuck. His taste in coffee was pure bitterness. “Sure, sir. Give me a moment. I’ll order it and bring it over.”He nodded, and I pushed myself up immediately, heading toward the counter. I ordered his black coffee, then added a strawberry milkshake and a slice of cheesecake for myself.Everything was going to strain my wallet, but once in a while I could treat myself. I always lived poor—nothing wrong with that. When I worked hard for myself, taking a tiny break felt allowed.Within a few minutes, the order was ready. I carried everything back and set it gently on the table. “Please have it, sir.” I took my milkshake and cheesecake.“You have a sweet t

Dante Scout POV“You really got some confidence since you turned eighteen, baby bunny.” My eyes narrowed on her. Her sweet scent burned through my nostrils, sharp and maddening.There was something different about her since that day. I would be lying if I said her smart mouth did not turn me on. She only had to exist for me and my wolf to lose our minds, which was exactly why I stayed away from her most of the time.She did not respect me at all. And the irony was that, for the first time in my life, I had wanted something soft between us. Something simple. I knew how much she loved strawberry, so I bought her a strawberry cake on her birthday.Vin never came home that night.I spent the entire night wired, restless, until I found out she had gone clubbing with Amanda. I did not want to be calm about it, but it was her day. The day our parents died. Grief twisted people in ways I understood all too well.So I did not make an issue of the club.What burned me alive was that she got dru

Dante Scout POV“Leave my hand, Dante.” She stared hard, like the look alone might kill me. “I don’t want to be so close to the man who has this much filth inside him.”“My name sounds delicious on your tongue, Vin. Now you’ve even learned to say it without adding Alpha.” I drew her hand closer and pressed it against my crotch, hard beneath the fabric.The color drained from her face. Her eyes dropped to where her hand rested, then snapped back up. I was already fully hard.Not my fault. I warned her about cursing. That defiant spark in her eyes rubbed against every nerve I wanted rubbed, even when she refused to do it herself.“Dante, have some shame.” She struggled to pull free, but I tightened my grip and forced her hand to press harder.If I had been joking about cumming before, it stopped being a joke now. Every second edged it closer. “Baby, the thing you’re calling disgusting took a long tour of your mouth and throat, filled you all the way down.”She gasped, sharp and offended