All Chapters of My Step Daddy’s Holimate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

WREN’S POV The night stretched long and restless. I lay in bed shifting from one side to the other, my body heavy with exhaustion but my mind refused to quiet. Every time I closed my eyes, images of Ronan flickered behind my lids with his hands, his mouth, the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn’t watching. Frustrated, I threw the covers off and padded to the kitchen. The house was still, the only sounds were my bare feet against the cool wooden floor and the faint crash of waves outside. When I opened the fridge, I found it fully stocked with meats, vegetables, fruits, everything I needed to prepare a feast. My lips pressed together. Had he done this? Ronan didn’t strike me as the kind of man who paid attention to such things but then again, he was full of contradictions. Cooking had always been a source of comfort, a way to keep my hands busy when my thoughts felt too loud. I rolled up my sleeves and got to work by slicing and seasoning, letting the dance of ch

RONAN’S POV I sat in the living room mulling about the call I had from the alpha of the pack. He wanted to come dine with us sometime soon and I’m not sure about that. I don’t like the way he keeps staring at Wren whenever we are together. Maybe I shouldn’t have told him we weren’t together. He has his mate but it seems like the both of them are in a sort of open relationship. Everything is goddamn weird in this island because they do literally everything erotic. There are orgy parties here too. Weird as fuck if you ask me. I was lost in my thought when I heard the sound of Wren’s door opening. I didn’t want to turn around to look but who am I to avoid the temptation when her scent hit me square in the nose? She is fucking aroused too! She reemerges, stunning me all over again like I’m seeing her for the first time in that sheer tho g. The hints of her body through that transparent suit are so much sexier than simple nudity. Each turn and flex reveals something new. I kne

WREN’S POV Warmth. That was the first thing I noticed as consciousness slowly pulled me from the dephts of sleep. A gentle and lingering heat still clung to my skin sinking into the sheets wrapped snugly around me. My lashes fluttered with the hazy edges of sleep softening my thoughts and cradling me in a lull that made me want to stay here forever. But something was missing. I turned my head slightly pressing my face deeper into the pillow and inhaling faint traces of musk and something uniquely him. The scent made my chest squeeze and made my lips part as if I could breathe in the remnants of his presence and trick myself into believing he was still here. But he wasn’t. My fingers curled against the sheets, the absence beside me more jarring than it should have been. I had fallen asleep in his arms and remembered that much. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat and the weight of his hand resting against my back and the way his fingers had tangled lazily into my hair w

WREN’s POV The Alpha’s words settled over me like a dense fog all thick and suffocating. My heart pounded against my ribs as I took a step back, my fingers unconsciously reaching for my mark feeling the faint ridges of where Ronan’s teeth had once sunk into my skin. Fading? That wasn’t possible. It wasn’t supposed to be possible. Mating marks are not meant to fade no matter what happens. What does it mean it is going away? I didn’t even notice. I cannot wait to go and check if he is right but why would he lie to me? I forced a breath my throat tightening as I searched Mason’s face for any hint of a lie but all I found was quiet confidence and certainty. He knew exactly what he was saying and exactly what kind of chaos he had just stirred inside me. “Ronan never told you did he?” Mason mused, his voice a gentle hum beneath the music and crackling fire. He didn’t look surprised. If anything, there was something patient about him and something that made my skin prickle wi

RONAN’S POV The waves crashed against the shore in a steady rhythm but nothing about it calmed me. The air was crisp with the scent of salt and damp sand as I ran along the beach, my feet sinking into the cool grains with every step. I wasn’t running for the exercise but because I needed to clear my head and to find some way to breathe through the mess that last night had become. I had no intention of going to the gym. Mason would be there, and after what happened, I couldn’t stand the thought of looking at him. Wren had been the one to kiss him but he had kissed her back, fully aware of what she meant to me. That alone made my blood boil. This alliance was already fragile but now, for the first time I was questioning whether I could go through with it. The easy thing to do would be to walk away, to let Mason and his pack fend for themselves. But I couldn’t. My people needed this. And if there was one thing I had learned, it was that my own needs would always come second.