Semua Bab My Stepbrother, My Alpha, My Man: Bab 101 - Bab 110

STEPHEN"Hello, Angela."The words hung in the air like dust motes in the dim light. My boots echoed softly on the stone floor as I stepped inside the room. It smelled of mildew and forgotten years. The walls, once white, now wore a dull gray with streaks of time and silence. Angela sat on the cot, unmoving at first until my voice reached her.She turned. Slowly. Her eyes, sunken and shadowed, found mine, and I saw the flicker of life that refused to be extinguished. There was no scream, no outburst just a ghost of a smile, dry and cracked, as if it hurt to show expression after all this time."You're not dead," she whispered."Neither are you," I replied, forcing calm into my tone. Inside, I burned. I hated this. Her. The memories she carried. But I needed her now.I walked toward her with the kind of slow confidence she used to mock. The past lay heavy between us, but I wasn’t here for that.“I need your help.”Her mouth twitched, as if laughter was too foreign a reaction.“The grea

STEPHENThe late afternoon sun bled through the trees as I walked beside my father in the palace garden, the scent of roses and damp earth curling through the warm air. His hands were clasped behind his back, his posture calm. Mine weren’t. My fists stayed clenched at my sides, every step thrumming with urgency."Father," I said, the word stiff in my throat. "I need your help."He turned his head slightly, brows furrowing. "With what, son?"I kept my voice steady barely. "I need you to open the Spirit Realm. I want to speak to the Moon Goddess."That stopped him cold. He faced me fully, eyes narrowing. "And why, exactly, would you want to do something so dangerous?"My jaw tensed. “It’s for Selena. She can’t stay like this. I won’t let her lose her memories forever.”For a moment, there was only silence between us, the kind that presses down on your chest and makes it hard to breathe. Then he shook his head slowly.“I can’t do that,” he said, voice low. “Opening the gate to the Spirit

ANGELAThe room was still unnaturally still. Only the soft rustle of the curtains and the sound of my daughter's steady breathing broke the silence.I knelt beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her skin was pale, untouched by the sun, her lashes resting delicately against her cheeks. She looked so peaceful too peaceful for someone who had suffered so much.Leaning in, I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Daughter,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Before your eyes open again, I swear on the Moon Goddess, Julia and every soul who dared to hurt you will regret it. I’ll make them feel every ounce of the pain they put you through. And when you finally wake… they’ll bow at the sound of your name.”Her hand remained limp in mine, but I squeezed it gently anyway.“You’re a beta’s daughter. You should’ve been honored, not discarded like a broken fang just because your father is gone. The Alpha took you in as her own, but still… they treated you like dirt. That ends now.

SELENA “Wake up.” The Moon Goddess’s voice echoed like a whisper in a thunderstorm, and in an instant, I was there on the grounds of a college I didn’t recognize, yet felt strangely familiar. The dream the nightmare played out again. He stood in front of me. The guy from my dreams. The one who haunted my sleep with eyes too cold for someone so beautiful. His hand gripped a girl’s neck. I gasped. Not because of the violence but because the girl he held looked exactly like me. “Let her go!” I screamed, rushing toward them. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even glance my way. My voice was smoke in the wind, my footsteps weightless. My hands passed through them like mist. I was invisible watching my own murder. Or something worse. He stared at the girl at me with blank detachment. His fingers tightened, and her my eyes bulged with fear. Her lips quivered. I couldn’t take it. “That’s me,” I whispered, backing away. And suddenly, the world shifted. The college dissolved l

ANGELAI stared at Julia’s phone in my palm, the last message still glowing on the screen: You want your daughter? Come get her. Sent to Elias.A chill ran through me, not from fear but from the satisfaction that came with power. Real power. She wouldn’t know who sent it, but she’d come. I knew she would.Mothers always do.Julia groaned beside me as I dragged her limp form deeper into the woods. The trees swallowed the fading daylight, shadows growing longer with every step. Her once-fiery presence was now reduced to quiet sobs and trembling fingers.“You won’t get away with this,” she spat, her voice brittle but stubborn.I tightened the rope around her wrists, anchoring her to a tree. “We’ll see about that,” I said, my lips curling into a smile I didn’t recognize feral, almost pleased.I crouched beside her, watching her pale skin and the flicker of fear in her eyes. Not long ago, she was the queen of cruelty, the predator among the pack. But tonight? She was prey.You’re probably