All Chapters of HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION: Chapter 171 - Chapter 176

Ivy's POVI stared at the anklet in Zelia’s hand like it was something foreign, something monstrous. Like it hadn’t been wrapped around my ankle for days, like it hadn’t felt like a thoughtful little gift from someone I trusted. From someone I loved.Jackie.My chest ached. My throat tightened as I tried to make sense of it.No. No, it couldn’t be. Jackie couldn’t have done this. Not her.“No,” I said aloud, shaking my head as my voice cracked. “Jackie wouldn’t... she wouldn’t do this. She’s not part of this.”Brandon didn’t respond at first. His jaw flexed, and his eyes didn’t soften, they just stayed hard, unreadable, locked on me. Watching and waiting like he was silently willing me to accept something I didn’t want to hear.“Ivy,” he finally said, voice low and tight. “You haven’t seen her in five years. We don’t know what happened to her in that time. You can’t trust her too much.”“She’s my friend,” I snapped, too fast. Too defensive. My voice trembled and I hated how weak it so

Ivy's POVWhen I regained consciousness, the first thing I felt was the cold.It was sharp and strong, wrapping around my skin like ice. The lights overhead were blinding and harsh, the kind used in operating rooms. My head pounded, my limbs ached, and then I noticed the tight pull around my wrists.I looked down.Thick leather cuffs strapped me to a narrow, metal-framed bed. My wrists were already sore, raw from struggling. I tried to move, jerked my arms, kicked my legs, but it was useless. I was locked down, completely immobilized.That’s when the panic hit.It surged like a wave, crashing into my chest and making my lungs seize. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My heart thudded wildly as I yanked against the restraints again, desperation clawing at me.Then, a voice broke through the air. Calm, and mocking.“Stop struggling, love.”I froze.The footsteps came next, measured and unhurried, and then he stepped into view.Brett. Jackie’s husband.But the second I saw him, I knew

Epilogue.Almost two years had passed, and the garden behind Brandon and Ivy’s home was filled with the soft sounds of laughter, the gentle clinking of glasses, and the rustling of leaves above their heads as the wind moved through the trees. It was the twins’ first birthday, and they were celebrating it simply, with only the people who had walked through fire with them.A long wooden table stood beneath a canopy of flowering vines, scattered with soft pastel decorations and small wooden toys. Plates held the remains of finger foods, frosting-smudged forks, and abandoned juice cups and wine glasses, forgotten in the midst of conversation and laughter.Bella moved proudly through the garden, carrying the birthday boy like he was royalty. She refused to let anyone else near him, even though he was nearly half her size. She called him her “little prince,” and no one dared argue, not with the protective way she held him, or the fierce joy in her smile.Zelia, with the birthday girl per