Semua Bab Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Gracie’s POVI stepped away from him, because I knew he needed his time alone. As I turned in the direction to my father— beta Alvarick’s compound in the pack, I noticed a movement towards Kael’s apartment. I turned my back and my glaze fell on that stupid “orphan” — Aria, Alpha Lucien’s stepdaughter that turned to Alpha Lucien’s mate, whom I saw Kael in her room the day I wounded Kael. “What is that fool going to do there?” I muttered.Deep down, I knew she didn't know anything about what I did to Kael, but I have to be vigilant. Did I just say vigilant?Honestly, I don't need to, because I knew my father had cleared all the evidence that could point to me as the perpetrator. And as for her getting close to Kael at this point, I don't have to be sorry about that, Alpha Lucien will take care of that. I continued walking through the pathway that led to my room, the afternoon sun shining brightly and peacefully as I walked. I can't wait to get to my room, relax on my bed and call o

Chapter 24 – Aria’s POVThe steady beeping of a machine stirred me from the darkness.My eyelids fluttered open, and harsh white lights overhead greeted me. My mouth felt dry. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung in the air, sharp and cold. For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was. My eyes drifted to the machines beside the bed, the IV drip in my hand, the scratchy blanket over me.A hospital?My breath caught in my throat.What am I doing here?Last I remembered, I was in my room. I had felt dizzy. Disoriented. Then… nothing.Panic began to rise in my chest.Just then, the door creaked open, and Mara slipped inside, still dressed in yesterday’s clothes, her eyes swollen from lack of sleep.“Queen Aria!” she gasped. “You’re awake!”“Thank Goddess, I was so scared yesterday.” She added, her voice laced with concern and worry. I sat up slowly, my head pounding. “What happened?”“You fainted last night,” she said, moving quickly to my side. “You collapsed in your room. I, I found

Kael’s POVThe afternoon sun scorched the ground as I dragged my feet across the compound. I hated the heat. Hated the sweat sticking to my back. Hated the bandage around my head that itched like hell. But most of all, I hated how everyone kept looking at me like I was some fragile piece of glass.“He’s still recovering.”“Don’t talk too much around him.”“Don’t trigger anything.”Bunch of cowards.I’m Kael, son of Alpha Lucien, heir to the Mooncroft pack. That’s what they kept telling me, anyway. You’d think that title would come with respect. But all I got were awkward smiles, half-bows, and whispers behind my back.Everyone acting like they knew me. Like they had memories of me, stories, moments, relationships.And I had nothing.No memory. No attachment. No trust.Just… emptiness.It was annoying.Even worse was the way they tried to control me. Every word I spoke was either corrected or explained away. Every reaction was measured by their expectations of who Kael used to be.Well

Aria’s POV “Aria… Aria…” The voice floated through the fog in my head like a distant echo, pulling me slowly toward consciousness. My eyelids felt heavy. My limbs, heavier. Every breath I took felt like it was dragging me up from deep water. “Aria, can you hear me?” I forced my eyes open. The ceiling was white. Too white. I blinked slowly, turning my head toward the voice. Mara. Her eyes were red, hands wringing a washcloth. Beside her stood someone else. Taller. Broad shoulders. Dominant presence. Alpha Lucien. My heart skipped. What was he doing here? Panic swelled in my chest. Did something happen? Why is he here? Who told him I’m in the hospital? Does he know about… No. No. There was nothing to know. Right? But why was I here? “Aria,” he said, stepping closer to the bed. His voice was different from his usual calm, but coiled tightly with restrained rage. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my waist and lower back. I winced, gasped, and fell back agai

Kael’s POVDarkness.That was all I could register when I first opened my eyes, or tried to. A thick, rough cloth pressed against my eyelids, tied tight. I was blindfolded. I tried to move my hands, but the harsh clink of chains echoed in response. Cold metal bit into my wrists, pinning them above me. The same icy grip anchored my ankles.I was restrained completely, I couldn't carried my led or do anything to breakthrough.Panic filled in my chest.“What the hell?” I rasped, my throat parched and raw.I strained against the cuffs, wincing as the metal dug deeper into my skin. My breathing grew heavier. My pulse thudded in my ears. Where the hell was I?The last thing I remembered was being in my room, dressing for the wedding. That damned suit. Gracie’s brother, my so-called brother-in-law had brought it earlier, insisting it was what I should wear for the ceremony. It looked like something out of a funeral catalogue, not a wedding.The wedding to me, I would say forced, though, I d