Semua Bab Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Kael’s POVThe midnight moon gleamed through the cracked window, its soft silver light painting the wooden floor with long shadows. The silence in the room was almost sacred, interrupted only by the occasional rustle of wind against the shutters. Aria rested her head on my lap, her long lashes fluttering against her cheeks, her eyes fixed on the stars outside.I could feel the tension in her body. She hadn’t spoken in a while, not since Riven left us with his ultimatum: sunrise. That was the deadline. By then, Aria had to choose whether to go with him and claim the throne her father’s side offered… or keep running with me, hoping we could keep ahead of Lucien and the rest of the monsters hunting us.She shifted slightly, and I felt the weight of her thoughts pressing against mine.“Kael,” she whispered finally, her voice barely louder than the wind.“Hmm?”“What would you advise me to do?”The question hit me like a punch to the chest. Not because I didn’t expect it. I did. But becaus

Chapter 93Aria’s POVWe set out, and we started our journey to my unsure father’s pack.The road ahead felt long, not just in distance, but in the weight it carried. My heart was heavy with memories I didn’t know I had, feelings that didn’t belong to me but lived in my blood. The man we were going to see… was he really my father? What would I find waiting for me at the end of this path? Closure or more confusion?Kael held my hand tightly, his warmth grounding me. He hadn’t spoken much since we left. He didn’t need to. His silence was comfort enough.“Are you okay?” he finally asked as we walked through a thick stretch of pine woods, the scent of the forest blending with the cool morning mist.I hesitated before answering. “I don’t know. I don’t know what I’m walking into, Kael. What if he doesn’t want me?”“He sent someone to find you,” Kael said. “That has to mean something.”“Or maybe he just wants someone to take the weight off his shoulders.”Kael stopped walking, pulling me to

Kael’s POVThe door to the room flung open with a loud bang, echoing through the thick stone walls. The scent of ancient power drifted in before the figures even crossed the threshold. My hand instinctively moved to Aria’s, my wolf bristling inside me. This wasn’t the scent of danger. It was something older… something deeper.The pack elders entered, their presence commanding and deliberate..They didn’t rush. They didn’t speak. They didn’t need to.Their robes swept against the floor, embroidered with the sigils of lineage, law, and Luna-blessed authority. These weren’t just elders. They were the council of the High Pack, the strongest and most secretive werewolf bloodline in the realm. This was the seat of ancient power. And Aria’s father, Alpha Rael, had ruled it.Until he died. Right here. Moments ago.Aria stood frozen near the bedside, where her father’s hand had just gone cold in hers. Her knuckles were white, still gripping the edge of the bed as if to keep herself grounded. He

Aria’s POVThe sun rose slowly over the horizon, golden and soft, as if the land itself understood the weight of this day.I stood at the center of the sacred clearing behind the packhouse, the ground beneath me soaked in ancient magic. The earth hummed. The trees stood silent. The wind held its breath.Today, I would become Alpha.Not by birthright alone. Not by blood. But by choice. By fire. By sacrifice.Beside me, Kael stood tall and quiet. His eyes held no doubt, only strength. His presence was my anchor. I had thought I was alone for so long, claimed by my stepfather, unwanted, but this place, this pack, and this man beside me had changed everything.I looked up at the stone altar, where the elders stood waiting with robes of silver and white. Their faces were calm but watchful. They had seen many alphas rise, many fall. But today, I was not just a symbol of lineage. I was a symbol of survival. My heart raised, not because of fear, but because of what is coming, the responsibil

Kael’s POVOur chamber was the biggest in the pack. As I entered the big room, I felt peace. It had been a long time since I felt this kind of peace, deep, quiet, and whole.The soft glow of the moon spilled through the tall glass windows, casting pale light over the white stone walls and polished floors. Heavy velvet curtains moved gently with the breeze, and the scent of fresh pine and lavender drifted in from outside. A low fire burned in the hearth, its soft crackling adding to the stillness of the night.Aria stood by the window, her arms wrapped around herself as she looked out into the night sky. She wore one of the long silk robes the maids had left in our room, dark blue, like midnight. The fabric clung to her curves in a way that made my throat dry. But it wasn’t just how beautiful she looked. It was how still she seemed. How strong.She turned slowly when she heard me come in.“You finally came,” she said with a small smile.“I couldn’t stay away,” I replied, closing the do