All Chapters of Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria’s POVMoonlight poured in through the cracked window of my tiny room, painting the walls silver.Morning already? My heart sank.I threw off the thin blanket, grabbed my towel, and rushed into the bathroom, shivering as cold water hit my skin.“Oh God…” I said under my breath.“I’m already late.”Today was my stepfather’s Pack Mating Ceremony, and I was supposed to be at the hall early, helping the other omegas clean and set up. But here I was, just now getting dressed.I dashed out of the bathroom, still dripping, and flung open my wooden wardrobe. Its doors were barely hanging on, termites long since making a meal of it. I grabbed the only dress that could possibly pass for the day. It had a small hole in the back.Whatever. No one would care. No one ever did.Just as I was pulling it over my head, the door to my room slammed open.“Orphan!”His voice struck like a whip.Alpha King Lucien Thorn, my stepfather.“What the hell are you still doing in here?”“I—I’m so—” I stammered

Kael’s POVMy heart ached as I watched those warriors drag her, the she-wolf with no care, as if she were nothing more than an object. No matter the situation, no matter what the laws of the pack dictated, a she-wolf should always be treated with care, especially one in her condition. The arrows lodged in her legs, two arrows—the pain she must be enduring right now… It had to be unbearable.“Help,” she whispered, the word barely escaping her lips, strained and full of desperation. Her head lifted just enough for me to catch her pleading eyes, and in that moment, everything else faded. The world, the pack, even the warriors around me, all seemed distant. It was just her eyes, filled with pain, pulling at something deep inside me.When I saw her face, something tightened in my chest, almost painfully. There was a pull, a tug at something within me that I couldn’t explain; something I couldn’t ignore. The bond and the connection was too strong to deny.Without thinking, I stepped forward

Kael’s POVI pushed myself up from the edge of the chair, muscles stiff and aching from the long journey. Before I could even think about food, I needed a shower. Three damn days on the road from the northern territories, three days of wind, sweat, blood, and the stench of beasts burned into my skin.The suite Gracie placed me in was lavish. Ornate wooden walls, polished marble floors, a bed fit for a royal. But it all felt cold. Lifeless.The bathroom was surprisingly elegant. Sleek tile. Silver fixtures. The water system was top-notch, offering both cold and warm streams. I turned the knob until hot water poured out from the tap, just warm enough to comfort a wolf’s tired body after a shift.Steam quickly filled the space as I stepped under the spray. The warmth rolled over me, loosening the tightness in my shoulders. For a moment, I almost allowed myself to relax.“He’s really trying his best to improve the pack… even if he’s a cruel bastard,” I muttered, a bitter laugh curling out

Alpha Lucien’s POV“Alpha!!”A loud voice pierced through the silence, dragging me violently from the depths of sleep. My eyes remained shut, my body refusing to move. Morning already? It felt like I had just closed my eyes moments ago. The stress from last night’s mating ceremony still clung to me like a heavy cloak, every bone in my body groaning in protest as I shifted beneath the sheets.I rolled over, attempting to ignore the voice, but the persistent pounding at my chamber door made it impossible.After what felt like an eternity, I finally responded, my voice hoarse and irritated. “Who is it?”“Beta Andrea is waiting for you in the sitting room,” the guard replied respectfully from the other side.I frowned.Andrea rarely showed up at my chambers uninvited and especially not this early in the morning. If he was here now, it meant something important had brought him. No doubt it would be something that irritated me further.Whatever it was, I would hear it. I didn’t have a cho

Kael’s POVI sat at the corner of my bed, the morning light streaming softly into the room. Everything looked calm,but my mind was anything but.I kept replaying last night.The way she ran the moment our eyes met.Why?Was it fear? Shock? Recognition?And that voice, someone had mindlinked me, crying for help. Soft. Desperate. Familiar in a way that disturbed me.“Could it have been her?” I muttered.Then quickly shook my head. “No. It can’t be.”She’s my father’s mate. That’s the end of it. Period.But the thoughts wouldn’t stop circling. Something about her felt… off. Too off to ignore.I remembered asking one of my father’s guards to tell him I wanted to speak with him. The man nodded but never came back. Hours passed. Silence.Then I wandered the halls, hoping to clear my head. That’s when I found her. In the kitchen. Alone. Whispering. Eating.She was calling out to someone, maybe herself, maybe not. I froze in the doorway, hidden by shadows, watching the way her lips moved and