Все главы STEPBROTHER'S PUNISHES ME EVERYNIGHT: Глава 201 - Глава 210

Mia's POV"I have a family waiting for me," I snapped, the words falling out of my mouth before I could stop them.Shit. Shit, shit, shit. What did I just say?The air stilled. All four of them stared at me like I'd just shattered the world."What did you say?" Xavier asked, voice barely audible.My heart hammered against my ribs. Think fast, Mia. Fix this before they figure it out."I said I have patients waiting for me," I corrected quickly, forcing my voice to steady. "I'm a doctor now. People depend on me."Sean's eyebrows shot up. "You finished medical school?"They really thought I'd amount to nothing without them, didn't they?"Shocked?" I bit out. "That the broken little girl you left behind actually made something of herself?"Nathan stepped closer, eyes wide with something that looked like... pride? "Mia, that's incredible. We always knew you were smart, but—""Don't." I cut him off sharply. "Don't you dare act proud of me now. You weren't there when I was studying eighteen

Xavier's POVWe stood in the hallway outside Mia's apartment, the silence thick with unspoken questions. Something wasn't right. My wolf paced restlessly, nostrils flaring."Do you smell that?" I asked, my voice low.Sean nodded slowly, his eyes narrowing. "Children. Definitely children."The scent is strong. Too strong for just pediatric house calls.Rolex ran a hand through his hair, confusion etched across his features. "She said she works with kids, but this... this smells like they live here.""Or lived here recently," Nathan added, his detective instincts kicking in. "The scent is fresh but fading."What is she hiding? Why would she lie about something like this?I pressed my palm against her door, trying to catch any other scents that might give us answers. "There's something else. Something familiar.""We need to investigate," Sean said firmly. "If she's in some kind of trouble, if someone's threatening her—""Or if she's hiding something important," I finished. Something that

Mia's POVMy hands shook as I dialed Daisy's number, still leaning against the door where I'd barricaded myself after throwing them out."Daisy, it's me," I said the moment she picked up. "I need you to take the kids to the house. Now.""The house? You mean the one you just bought across town?" Her voice was sharp with concern. "Mia, what's happened?"The house I was planning to move us into before this nightmare started all over again."They're back," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "All four of them. And they're not going away quietly this time.""Oh, honey." Daisy's sigh was heavy with understanding. "Are you sure about the house? You said you weren't ready to move yet."I wasn't ready. I was hoping to ease the kids into it gradually, make it feel like an adventure instead of running for our lives."I've changed my mind," I said firmly. "Take them there after school. Make it seem fun, like a sleepover at the new house. I'll meet you there tonight.""What about your apartment?

Mia's POVMy hands shook so violently I couldn't get the cab door open. The driver had to lean over and unlock it from the inside."Riverside Elementary, please," I gasped, throwing myself into the backseat. "As fast as you can."Miraz. My baby girl. Please be okay. Please be safe.The cab ride felt like an eternity. Every red light, every slow driver, every second that ticked by was another moment my four-year-old was missing. I pressed my phone to my ear, calling Elena back."Any updates?" I demanded the moment she picked up."The police are here now. They're interviewing the other children, checking the security footage from the school."Security footage. Thank God the safe house is near the school."What about my other kids? Are they safe?""Yes, they're all accounted for. Just Miraz is missing."Just Miraz. My baby. My youngest.The cab screeched to a halt outside the school, and I threw money at the driver before bolting toward the building. Daisy met me at the entrance, her face

Mia's POVThe call came just as I was finishing my notes on Sean's surgery. My hands were still shaking from the adrenaline of saving his life for the second time in two days."Dr. Williams, Dean Morrison needs to see you in his office. Immediately."This can't be good. Deans don't call emergency meetings for congratulations.I made my way through the sterile hospital corridors, my heels clicking against the polished floors. The administrative wing always felt different from the rest of the hospital—colder, more bureaucratic.Whatever this is about, I can handle it. I saved Sean's life. I did my job.Dean Morrison's office door was already open when I arrived. What I saw inside made my stomach drop. The dean sat behind his massive oak desk, his expression grave. Two nurses I recognized from the ICU sat across from him—Linda Hayes and Patricia Croft.Why are they here? What could they possibly need to discuss with the dean?"Dr. Williams," Dean Morrison said, gesturing to an empty chai