All Chapters of My Stepbrother, My Alpha, My Man: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SelenaThe library was supposed to be quiet. Peaceful. A place where no one looked at you too long or asked too many questions.I buried my face in the pages of a book I wasn’t reading hadn’t been for the past twenty minutes but the silence helped me breathe.Until it didn’t.A shadow fell across the page.“Hey,” a voice said, soft but clear.I glanced up briefly. Tall. Broad shoulders. Confident posture. A stranger.Of course. Just my luck.I looked back down, pretending I hadn’t heard him, letting my eyes scan the same line I’d read a hundred times. Maybe he’d take the hint and walk away.“You know,” he leaned in a little, whispering now, “it’s kind of rude to ignore someone’s greeting.”My fingers tightened around the edges of the book. Could he not feel the storm of ‘leave me alone’ radiating off me?But I didn’t want to cause a scene. I sighed. “Hi,” I mumbled without looking at him.“You know,” he said again, a teasing edge in his voice, “reading works better when your book isn’

SELENAI didn’t wait for him to say it twice. The moment his voice echoed through the hall, I ran barefoot, heart pounding, lungs burning. My legs were aching, but I didn’t care. If I had my wolf, I’d already be miles away. Faster. Stronger. Free.But right now, all I had were trembling limbs and a desperate will to survive.The grand staircase loomed ahead, its marble steps cold and cruel-looking. My foot slipped on the first step.No.Time slowed.I saw the edge of the stair. Felt the empty air beneath me.Then strong arms.I crashed into a chest, and the scent of smoke and mint hit me hard. Stephen.Why?Before I could speak, he pulled me upright and, with a swift motion, shoved me onto the nearest sofa.“You should be more careful,” he muttered without a glance, then turned and walked away like nothing happened.I stared at his retreating back, my chest heaving. What just happened?Why didn’t he punish me? Why didn’t he strike or snarl or drag me back to that room like he always d

SELENAJulia dropped to her knees like a woman possessed, dragging Stephen’s pants down without hesitation. My heart pounded as I stood frozen in the corner of the VIP room, my mind screaming for my body to move, to run. But I couldn’t—not with the way she touched him, like I didn’t exist, like I was a ghost drifting in and out of their twisted scene.The music outside thumped violently against the walls, a mocking soundtrack to my humiliation.She took him into her mouth, slow, sensual, confident. I flinched like I’d been slapped.Tears welled in my eyes before I could stop them. Hot. Angry. Helpless.Why? Why would he do this to me?My chest heaved as I whispered, "Please… stop." The words barely left my mouth.He didn’t even flinch. Instead, he leaned his head back, groaning in pleasure, gripping Julia’s hair like she was his salvation.This wasn’t just cruelty. This was destruction. I wasn’t jealous God no I was broken. Shattered into pieces by the one person I had trusted with th

SelenaThe silver gown shimmered under the soft light of my vanity mirror, hugging my figure like it had been sewn onto my skin. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding as I turned from side to side, smoothing the fabric over my hips. Stephen had picked it. Of course, he had. Even now, his voice echoed in my head—stern, commanding, laced with something darker.“Don’t wear any underwear with it.”Yeah, right.I slid on a pair of seamless panties, defiant in my quiet rebellion. He didn’t need to know. What was he going to do—check?Matching the dress with the sleek black heels he left by my door, I took one last glance at myself in the mirror. My hair spilled over my shoulders in loose waves, unstyled but still framing my face with a softness that surprised me. I looked… beautiful. And different. Like someone stepping into a role she wasn’t sure she could play.Clutching a small silver purse, I stepped out of my room and started down the grand staircase. Halfway down, I froze.

SELENAStephen didn’t say a word.One second, I was dancing under the golden glow of fairy lights at the academy party, and the next, his hand wrapped around my wrist like a vice. He yanked me off the dance floor without so much as a glance back. His grip was unforgiving. My heels struggled to keep up, scraping against the marble tiles as I stumbled after him.The silence in the car was suffocating. His knuckles turned white around the steering wheel as he drove like a storm was chasing us. The wind whipped past the windows, loud and angry. I sat frozen in the passenger seat, staring at him from the corner of my eye.I’d never seen him like this.Not this… wild.Not this silent.Not this terrifying.He didn’t even park properly. The moment the tires screeched to a stop in front of the mansion, he was out and around to my side. The door flew open, and before I could react, he grabbed me lifting me like I weighed nothing."Stephen let go of me!" I screamed, thrashing in his arms.He did