Falling For My Alpha Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

»»──ஓ๑Percival Whitmore๑ஓ──««I stood up from the coffee table, my legs carrying me the short distance to the couch with measured confidence. Each step felt deliberate, a show of control I refused to relinquish. I stopped just shy of him, placing one hand on the arm of the chair beside Lucian’s head. His expression remained calm, maddeningly composed, his lips curling into that smug, infuriating smirk I wanted to slap off his face.Instead, I leaned in.My other hand found his shirt, the fabric rough under my fingers as I gripped it tightly, using it to pull him closer. His head tilted up in response, bringing our faces inches apart. My own head dipped down to meet him, and for a moment, the air between us grew heavy with tension. My heart pounded harder than I wanted it to, the traitorous beat betraying the anger simmering beneath my skin.I do not want to kiss him.This idiot, this smug jerk with his stupid smirk and his maddening coolness. For fuck’s sake, I’d rather do literally a

»»───ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────««When I heard Lucian’s call, I knew immediately what the problem was. I’d tried getting in touch with my father last night, after what happened. My heart sank, and a wave of unease washed over me as my mind flashed back to those people I saw that night—the ones lurking in the shadows, the ones who seemed to watch with malicious intent. I didn’t need him to explain anything; the fear in his voice told me everything I needed to know. Whatever was happening now, it wasn’t good. I swallowed down whatever pride or hesitation I might’ve had and rushed to help him through the shower.Seeing him like this—vulnerable and shaken—made my chest tighten in a way I wasn’t expecting. Lucian was always so composed, always so sure of himself, even in the worst situations. And I should know, I am in those worst situations for him. But now, there was something in his eyes I had never seen before: fear. Genuine, bone-deep fear. He kept glancing nervously at the window, h

✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m not sure why I felt like something was wrong. Perhaps it was the fact that I woke up in a strange room with my mother and Percy having a heated conversation. I really can’t tell you what it is, but I feel like something is different.My medicine is stronger. Really really strong. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t really move. The parts of me that I thought were working weren’t.I started to panic, and that was when my ears picked on the argument.“Why can’t I sleep on the floor in the hallway?”“I can’t let that happen. All your rage, all your anger, and hatred towards the world, Percy those make you strong. And that strength is needed to protect Lucian. I need you very close. You can sleep on the carpet by the bed, or on the bed. You’re brothers you can share a bed, it’s not weird.”My heart which had begun to race, got even faster. What? What? What? A bed? With Percy? Not weird?“What the fuck?” I said out loud. Both of them turned their heads to me. Loo

»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Enemies with benefits.... what the fuck?I asked as I sat on the bed the very next morning, having had no sleep and feeling even more enraged. Sure, we’ll be stuck here, but why did I say yes? I can’t make nice with this guy. I moved off the bed, not bothering to be quiet about it. I know he didn’t sleep. For once, the drugs didn’t work, and he was wide awake. Eyes followed me as I went straight for the bathroom to brush my teeth. I think our parents are already out without telling us.It’s not unusual. What they claim to be doing is very unusual. They have found nothing on the people who attacked Lucian. And where the hell are they even staying?Now for the kicker, what the fuck is Pauline going to do? She’s as dumb as a wrong, an omega with no skill or training, what use does she serve?Yusuke owes me alot of explanations, but for now, I will worry about making nice with my new friend.Ugh, that is such a disgusting word when it refers to Lucia

»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ─────««He’s been doing it all day since the shower. Looking at me like there’s something on my skin he’s trying to figure out. It’s creepy. But I shouldn’t be surprised, he’s been acting all weird, creepy, and clinging since his attack.Where the fuck is the self-healing when you need it? Like, cure the poor guy already so that I don’t have to sit through this makeshift truce for much longer. I excused myself from the room while he watched a basketball game. It’s not a sport I care about. Volleyball is my jam. I should have hidden my phone. I’d have been able to call Zion instead of having to resort to the ancient ways of emailing.I barely like texting or phone conversations.I headed to the first floor to check the bar for some drinks. Something Lucian can take. Whether this leads to more problems isn’t really my concern. Sure, if you get technical about it, then yeah it is my concern since I’m a pseudo caretaker.Wow, nothing here but wine and soju.