Alle Kapitel von Caged with Four Step Brothers : Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

David paced his small dorm room, still clutching the photo of him and Mia. His thoughts were racing, trying to make sense of everything. He wanted answers, but he knew Mia wouldn’t open up so easily. Whatever she was dealing with, she was determined to face it alone, even if it was killing her inside.At the same time, Ryker’s plan was already in motion. He’d seen the bond between Mia and David the easy way they interacted, the way she relaxed around him in a way she never did with anyone else. He knew David was her soft spot, the one person she’d never willingly abandon. And if there was one thing Ryker was good at, it was exploiting weakness.Standing in the shadows outside David’s dorm, Ryker pulled out his phone and called Zander. His tone was casual but held a hint of mockery. “You should see your little pet’s best friend,” Ryker drawled. “He’s a mess. Pacing around like he’s got the weight of the world on his shoulders.”Zander’s voice on the other end was clipped. “Stay away fr

David couldn’t shake off the feeling of dread that settled in his chest. After the call ended, the silence in his room was sinking. His phone lay on the bed beside him, the screen dark and still. His mind raced with the implications of what Ryker had said. He was being watched. There was no escaping that fact.The thought of Mia kept him awake, twisting in his gut. He couldn’t even look at her without thinking about the strings Ryker had attached to him. She was caught in the middle of something dangerous, something beyond their control, and David felt powerless to protect her.A knock at his door snapped him out of his thoughts.“David? Are you okay there?” It was Emma, his younger sister. Her voice was soft, a little hesitant, but filled with concern.David quickly wiped his face with his hand, trying to shake off the emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. “Yeah, I’m fine, Em,” he called out, his voice hoarse. “Just tired, that’s all.”Emma’s voice came again, quieter this time.

The sharp sound of the hotel door closing behind them echoed through the quiet night. Victor’s mind raced, calculating every possible threat, his hands still clenched tightly at his sides. Sarah’s had faded into quiet, ragged breaths, but the panic that had flooded her veins was still evident in her wide eyes. She was no longer trembling in fear; now, she was focused, driven by the need to protect Mia.Victor’s mind shifted from one plan to the next, each one more brutal than the last. The coldness in his gaze never faltered, the weight of his responsibility pressing down on him. He could sense Sarah’s anxiety, and yet, she wasn’t asking him to slow down or reconsider his decisions. She was ready to fight for Mia, just like he was.“Victor,” Sarah whispered through the silence, her voice tight, almost desperate. “We need to get to her. We need to make sure she’s safe.”Victor didn’t respond immediately. He was already on his phone, barking orders to his men, ensuring that all exits

The silence inside the villa was thick, almost suffocating. Mia had fallen asleep in Sarah’s arms, exhaustion pulling her into an uneasy rest, but Victor, Aiden, Zander, Liam, and Matthew stood in the main hall, their expressions hard, their rage barely contained.Victor’s presence was suffocating, his Alpha aura pressing down on his sons like a weight, demanding answers. His jaw was clenched, his sharp eyes scanning each of them, and the air crackled with barely restrained fury.He had trusted them. He had left Mia in their care, believing that no force would dare touch her with them around. But now, she has been attacked. Someone had gotten past them. Someone had played them for fools.And Victor Hawthorne did not take betrayal lightly.His deep, rumbling voice shattered the silence.“You will tell me exactly how this happened.” His tone was not of a father but of an Alpha demanding answers. “Now.”Aiden was the first to step forward, his face twisted in frustration. “We don’t know.

Killian’s presence filled the room like a storm rolling in, unpredictable and charged with energy. He had always been like that loud without saying much, a force that could shift the balance in any room he entered. But now, there was something darker beneath his usual smug confidence. Something cold.Sarah met his gaze, searching for a trace of the boy she had once known. The one who had spent sleepless nights debating philosophy with her, who had dared her to break rules just for the thrill of it. But the man standing before her wasn’t just a reckless troublemaker anymore. He was a hunter. A killer. A weapon that Victor had just unsheathed.Yet, despite the years, despite the blood on his hands, Killian still had the nerve to smirk at her like nothing had changed.“You really haven’t aged a day, sweetheart. What’s your secret? Hate? Or just stubbornness?”Sarah huffed, folding her arms. “And you still talk too much.”Killian’s grin widened, like he enjoyed the challenge. “I’ll take