All Chapters of My Stepbrother, My Alpha, My Man: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SELENA Cold. It wasn't the kind of cold you felt from winter air or an ice cube against your skin. It was the kind that seeps into your bones the kind that makes your soul shiver. I tried to move, to open my eyes, but it felt like I was floating in a void, swallowed by a darkness so thick it weighed down my thoughts. Open your eyes, Selena. Please… open your eyes. I said it over and over in my mind like a prayer, but nothing changed. My limbs were heavy, my voice lost somewhere inside me. And then I heard it footsteps. Soft. Measured. Getting closer. But I had no idea where I was. The last thing I remembered was being ripped away from Adam’s arms his warmth, his scent, the safety I felt in his hold gone in an instant. Someone had yanked me from him, and I couldn’t stop it. Couldn't fight back. Where am I? Suddenly, warmth returned to my body. A slow, crawling heat like a fire trying to wake something frozen. My skin tingled. Not in comfort, but in fear. They were doing so

SELENALight. Faint and flickering like a dream. Somewhere in the distance, a voice broke through the haze.“Good morning, princess,” Elizabeth whispered, her breath warm against my cheek.She said it every morning. I don’t know how many days have passed—maybe three, maybe more—but I always knew when she was near. Her touch, gentle but firm. The scent of lavender clung to her skin. It grounded me.Warm water trickled down my body as she bathed me again, just like she always did. My limbs lay still, but inside, I screamed. I hated this feeling—trapped inside my own skin. I wanted to move. I wanted to run. But all I could do was feel.“Princess,” Elizabeth said softly, “summer’s here.”The cloth brushed across my shoulder. I could imagine her frowning as she spoke.“The school’s planning a training session for everyone. It’s the season of awakening… maybe you’ll get your wolf this time. I wish you could join.”Her voice faltered, but she kept going, a steady stream of words that filled

SELENAThe world spun beneath my feet as I clung to the doorframe, struggling to breathe. He was already gone.I told myself I’d protect her. No matter what. Elizabeth didn’t deserve this.My bare feet padded silently across the marble floor, each step an effort as I made my way to the living room. And there she was kneeling in front of him, trembling like a leaf caught in a storm.“Please,” I choked out, collapsing beside her. I reached for her hand, but she flinched at my touch, terrified. “Let her go. She lied because I told her to. She didn’t mean to deceive you she was only trying to help me.”Tears welled in my eyes, spilling freely down my cheeks. “Don’t punish her for my mistake. Please.”Stephen looked down at me with that same maddening smirk that had haunted me for weeks. Slowly, he crouched in front of me, his icy gaze burning into my soul.“I hate it when you cry,” he murmured, brushing a thumb across my cheek, a gesture so gentle it only made the cruelty behind it sting

SELENAThe hallway leading to Stephen’s office feels colder than usual. I stand outside his door, my heart hammering in my chest like it wants out. The silence on the other side makes it worse it's too quiet, too calm. The kind of calm that comes before a storm.I raise my fist, hesitating for a beat. Maybe if I just stand here long enough, he won’t answer. Maybe I can pretend this moment never happened.But I knock anyway.A pause.Then "Come in."Two words, but they hit like a punch to the gut.I open the door with trembling fingers, barely able to grip the handle. He’s not sitting behind his desk like he usually is. Instead, he stands at the window, his back to me, arms crossed tightly over his chest. Light filters through the blinds, casting sharp lines across his frame.I step in and quietly close the door behind me. The soft click feels louder than it should. I stand still, unsure if I should move closer or just wait."You want to be a whore now?"His voice is low, but it cuts s

SELENA The door clicked softly behind me as I stepped out of Stephen’s office, the taste of him still bitter on my lips, the echo of his whisper Don’t leave me haunting my steps. And there she was. Julia. Her heels clicked against the marble like a warning bell, her expression sharp and venom-laced. She stopped short when she saw me, eyes narrowing. "What are you doing here?" she snapped, folding her arms like a smug queen. "Shouldn’t you be in class?" Moongoddes, her voice grated on me. I smirked. Just a little tilt of my lips, nothing more. But it was enough to make her stiffen. She had no idea. No clue about the storm she helped set loose. If it weren’t for her, Stephen wouldn’t have chained me like an animal in the woods. He wouldn’t have looked at me with those dead eyes and called me a traitor. My mother… Adam… All gone. Because of her. I took a step forward, closing the space between us, the cold in my eyes making her falter. "Can’t I visit my brother?"