All Chapters of Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kael’s POV“Rightful heir?”I repeated the words, letting them echo in my mind like a drumbeat I couldn’t silence. They didn’t just linger, they haunted me.Does that mean… my mother wasn’t my father’s first mate?Or what is he trying to say?Then who is?The thought gnawed at me, sharp as a blade, refusing to loosen its grip. Every time I thought I could move past it, it circled back, digging deeper.“You’re not welcome here.”His voice, Alpha Lucien, my father’s, still rang in my head, cold and final. Like steel slamming shut.I clenched my fists.He wanted me gone. Out of his territory, out of his path, out of his plans. But I wasn’t going anywhere. Not until I uncovered everything.The truth. And who the rightful heir is.And her, my mate. The girl who called to my blood and had been mindlinking me. The mate I tracked through miles of snow, through shifting winds, through sleepless nights filled with her scent and presence in my dreams. The one who made my wolf stir in his cage

Aria’s POVMy heart sank as I watched him leave my old room without a word.What had come over him?I knew what we just shared shouldn’t have happened, not like that.It was rushed, wild, and raw, but I understood that we both couldn’t control ourselves. Still, what I didn’t understand was why he’d left so abruptly. Why didn’t he say anything?I stood up from the bed slowly, my body sore, trembling slightly from everything we’d just done. I picked up my dress and slid it back on, my fingers brushing over the soft fabric as my gaze drifted to the bed, the blood-stained sheets.The blood of my virginity.My heart twisted painfully. I grabbed a cloth, wet it lightly, and began wiping it away, every movement delicate, like I was erasing more than just a stain.“Be rest assured,” Freya, my wolf, finally spoke after a long silence. Her voice was calm but laced with a strange vulnerability, one we rarely shared.I knew she felt what I felt; shame, confusion, something unspoken.We both felt

Aria’s POV Everything around me felt cold. Numbness spread through my body, seeping into my veins like a poison. My vision blurred, and the deep chill that settled inside my chest wrapped itself around my heart, making each breath a struggle. I didn’t know if I could keep going, if I even wanted to. The world felt as though it were closing in on me. The words I had just heard echoed mercilessly in my head: “My wolf needs energy.” I felt robbed all over again, as if my life had been drained of all its meaning, and now I was nothing but an empty shell. First, my mother had died because of Alpha Lucien. She had been taken from me, not by the cruelty of a rogue, but by the sword that was meant for him. Then, my stepfather, his father had forcefully marked me, claiming me as his mate, an act that twisted my existence into something unrecognizable. And now… now his son had taken my virginity and reduced it to nothing more than fuel for his wolf’s strength. The realization was suffocat

Aria’s POV“Queen Aria,” one of the maids called, walking into the dining room with a slight bow.“What is it?” I asked, lifting my eyes lazily from the untouched food.“Alpha Lucien won’t be joining you for breakfast. He has gone out.”I nodded. “Okay.”Who cares?Now that I’ve accepted the mate bond with Alpha Lucien, I’ve become the Queen, above everyone in this pack who once mocked me, spat near my feet, and called me all sorts of vile names. The same people who used to roll their eyes at my presence now bow before me like I’m something sacred.But even with all that, it feels hollow.Because who really cares whether he eats with me or not?I’m not used to this polygamous lifestyle. It feels strange. Forced. I still remember how Alpha Lucien, back when my mother was alive, never once dined in her chamber. So why would I expect any special treatment now?The maid, no older than her early twenties, turned quietly and walked away. Her eyes flicked toward the food spread across the ta

Kael’s POV“He has lost his memory.”The doctor’s words echoed through the room like a slow-moving bomb. Each syllable pulsed like a drumbeat in my skull.I opened my eyes to blinding white lights and an unfamiliar ceiling. My limbs felt heavy, my muscles aching like I’d been mauled and stitched back together. As I tried to sit up, a sharp pain bolted down my spine. I gritted my teeth, pushing past the burning sensation as I threw the sheets off.Where the hell was I?I swung my legs off the bed and hissed as the cold linoleum met my feet. The ache in my body flared like fire, but I forced myself upright. I wasn’t about to show weakness in front of strangers.The door creaked open.A woman stepped inside, looking like a disaster. Her hair was tangled in a messy bun, her shirt wrinkled and stained, pants sagging like they hadn’t seen an iron in a year. Worse, the room, already reeking of antiseptic, was now infused with something sour and… ripe.“Good morning, sir,” she chirped, too br