All Chapters of Fated to my 4 bully Stepbrothers: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~Lysander~So apparently I've become that guy who lurks in shadows watching the girl he likes do potentially life-threatening research, which is either peak romantic or peak creepy depending on who you ask, and honestly I'm not sure which one I'm going for anymore.I'd been following Valeria every night for the past two weeks. Not in a stalker way, okay, it definitely sounds like a stalker way when I say it out loud, but I swear it's coming from a good place. Since she started digging into her dad's past, someone needed to make sure she didn't accidentally get herself murdered.That someone apparently being me, the youngest brother who everyone thought was too goofy to take anything seriously.Last night had been intense. I'd been planning to corner her before she went down to the basement, warn her about how stupid it was to investigate murder altars alone at midnight. But then Alerion had gotten there first, along with Caius and Zane, and they'd handled the whole dramatic rescue thi

~Valeria~My stepfather just announced to an entire pack of werewolves that he's planning to use me in three days, and somehow I have to stand here smiling like this is totally normal and not the most messed up thing that's ever happened to me.The pack square was absolutely packed with wolves from all over the territory. Cassian stood on the raised platform looking like he owned the world, his voice carrying across the crowd in that way that made everyone shut up and listen whether they wanted to or not."Brothers and sisters," he said, and I wanted to throw up at how fake he sounded. "On the next full moon, we will perform a royal ritual that hasn't been done in generations. A ceremony that will restore our pack to its rightful place among the ancient bloodlines."The crowd murmured with excitement, and I stood there in the back trying not to hyperventilate.He was really doing this. Announcing it publicly, making it official, ensuring that everyone would show up to witness what he

~Caius~Observing Valeria master something I taught her might be one of the most satisfying experiences of my life, and the fact that I'm having this thought while we're literally preparing for a life-or-death situation says a lot about how far gone I am.We'd been at this tutoring session for three hours, working through power control exercises in the library after school. The setting sun through the windows caught her hair, and I'd spent at least fifteen minutes of our session just watching the way she concentrated, the way her eyebrows scrunched up when she was thinking, the way she bit her lip when she was about to figure something out."Okay, try it again," I said, forcing myself to focus on the actual lesson instead of the way her shirt had ridden up slightly when she'd reached for a book earlier.She closed her eyes, and I watched the golden marks spread across her skin like liquid sunlight. They moved slower this time, more controlled, responding to her will instead of her emo

~Valeria~I gave up trying to sleep around two in the morning because apparently my brain had decided that rest was for people who weren't about to face potential death in less than twenty-four hours.So here I was, curled up on the living room couch in my pajamas, reading my dad's diary by lamplight like some kind of Victorian princess having an emotional crisis. Which, honestly, wasn't that far off from reality.

~Valeria~The pack square had descended into complete chaos. Wolf howls filled the air, weapons clashed, and somewhere in the distance I could hear screaming that made my stomach turn. Bodies moved everywhere, fighting, running, dying and I was trying really hard not to think about that last part.Lysander had my wrist in a death grip, pulling me through the crowd of fighting werewolves with the kind of teenage bravery that would have been cute if we weren't lit