Mated to my Stepfather, claimed by my Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Gracie’s POVSuddenly, the door to my room flung open so hard it banged against the wall. My heart jumped as I turned quickly, my eyes locking with the last person I expected to see.Darren.He stood there, tall and confident, like nothing had changed. Like he hadn’t disappeared for weeks after everything we did.“I’m back,” he said with a wide grin.His voice made my skin crawl.“Back for what?” I asked, standing up from the bed slowly. My arms instinctively moved to protect my belly, hiding the bump that was growing faster than I had expected.Darren shut the door behind him and stepped into the room like he owned the place. “Back for you. For us.”“There is no us,” I said quickly, taking a step back.His smile dropped slightly. “Really? That’s not what you said the last time I was in this bed.”I clenched my jaw. “That was a mistake.”“Was it?” he said, his voice low, smooth, and dangerous. “Because I hear there’s a little mistake growing inside you now.”My eyes widened.“Who told

The map book slipped from my hand and landed with a dull thud on the table.“We’re being attacked,” the guard had said, his voice shaky, his body marked with dust and blood. But it was the name he spoke next that jolted every bone in my body.“They’re here for Darren.”I stared at him. “What?”The young wolf swallowed hard. “They’re rogue wolves, Alpha. Organized, angry, and deadly. They’ve surrounded the east wall, demanding Darren be released.”“But Darren isn’t even…” I stopped mid-sentence.Gracie.She had been acting strange lately. Always locking herself in her chambers. Always protective over something, or someone. My fists clenched as realization dawned. She had him. She had Darren. And now, she’s brought this storm to our door.I marched out of the war room, fury burning in my chest. I barely made it halfway down the corridor when I saw my Beta, Alvarick, sprinting toward me.“You heard?” he said, his sword already strapped to his back.“They’re here for Darren,” I said. “Whe

Kael’s POV“Don’t hurt Aria,” I said sharply, stepping in front of her as Damian walked toward us.“I’m not going to hurt her, Kael,” Damian replied calmly.His eyes weren’t filled with rage this time. There was something else in them, regret, maybe. Or guilt.“I’m not here to fight,” he added. “I’m here to help you.”I didn’t believe him. After everything he had done to us… after all the chaos, the pain… why would he suddenly want to help?“Why should I trust you?” I asked, not moving an inch.“Because I know things,” he said. “Things you don’t. Things you need to know, about your past, about your future. About Aria.”I felt Aria stir behind me, her hand brushing against my back. She was listening closely, even though she couldn’t see what was happening. I could feel her heartbeat racing, just like mine.“What things?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.Damian looked at Aria. Then at me. He took a deep breath.“I’m Alpha Lucien’s first son,” he said.My whole body went still.“What?” I said

Aria’s POVI rolled out of the mat I was sleeping on, my body damp with sweat, my chest rising and falling quickly. I barely noticed the cold floor beneath me as I scrambled to my feet, panic tightening around my throat like a rope.“My Lior!” I screamed.Before I could even understand what I was doing, I felt Kael’s strong arms grab me from behind.“Aria!” he said, his voice filled with panic. “What happened? Are you okay?”He held me, trying to steady me, but I was shaking so badly I thought my legs would give out. I clutched his arms, my nails digging into his skin.“My baby…” I whispered.Kael pulled back just enough to look at me, his face pale and wide-eyed.“Which baby?” he asked, his voice soft but edged with fear.I looked at him, really looked at him. I didn’t need to see to know the expression he wore. I could hear it in his breathing, feel it in the trembling of his hands. He was scared. For me. For the baby. For everything.My hands fell slowly from his arms as I looked d

Alpha Lucien’s POV“You’re a bad father,” Damian said. His voice was cold, sharp, like a blade slicing through years of silence.I froze.The words hit harder than any physical blow. My breath caught in my chest, and for a long moment, I couldn’t find the strength to speak. Damian stood in front of me, he was alive, flesh and bone, not a ghost or some hallucination, but real.He wasn’t supposed to be here.He wasn’t supposed to be alive.I had buried him in my mind years ago, locked him away behind regrets and excuses. I tried to erase that part of my life. Tried to move on. But now, all those memories came flooding back. The weight of the past I thought I had escaped suddenly bore down on me again.When Kael disappeared and a rogue whispered his name, Damian, I told myself it was a lie. A cruel coincidence. But now, standing here, it was no longer a rumor.Damian was back.And he was angry.The kind of anger that doesn’t fade with time. The kind that burns quietly, feeding on years