Mated With My Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Ivy’s POVThe day I’d been waiting for finally arrived–it was time to go off to college. I’d spent the last week preparing, packing and shopping for the move.I wanted to live in the dorms so I could avoid Sean completely. Ken had suggested that I share Sean’s off-campus apartment, but I’d declined the offer right away.I’d waited so long for this opportunity to get away from him. No amount of convenience would make me want to live with him outside our house.While I’d spent the past week preparing, somehow, I still had packing to do on reporting day. I couldn’t quite decide what clothes to take, and there didn’t seem to be enough space for everything. While deciding between two dresses, my phone pinged with a message.I picked it up and looked at it cursorily. But when I saw that it was a message from Luke, I scoffed. I’d already cut ties with him, but he did not want to back off. That day after I saw Sean at the hospital, I contacted him and told him that I coudn’t cntinue seeing hi

Ivy’s POVAfter parking my car, I unloaded my suitcase and walked towards the dorm. Ten minutes later, I realised that I was lost. I had a map, but I must have a horrible sense of direction because it wasn’t helping much.After heading up at the third wrong dormitory, I paused to take a hard look at the map. It’s either I was looking at it wrongly or I’d become illiterate overnight.“Hey, do you need help?” a kind feminine voice asked.I looked up and found a girl with a friendly smile approaching me.“I’m Samantha,” she introduced herself. She was slender and tall and wore her dark brown hair in a wavy bob that flattered her oval face. She looked like she could be a model. “Sorry if I’m wrong, but you looked a bit lost.”“I am,” I said, returning her smile. “I can’t find my way to my dorm. I’m Ivy.”“It’s great to meet you, Ivy. You can call me Sam. What’s your dorm? Maybe I can help.”“Grand Hall,” I told her.“Oh, dear. You are truly lost,” she said with a chuckle. “Come on, I’ll t

Ivy’s POVI looked away, sucking in a breath. I was trying to act normal, but inside, I was going nuts. My heart was racing like crazy while my mind went blank.Why was he here? I had not thought for a second that he would show up here.“Holy shit, Sean Harris is here,” a girl on the table next to ours shrieked. “Oh my god.”“I swear he gets hotter everyday,” another one said. “Look at him…why is he so handsome?”“Who is that?” Eve asked, following everybody’s gaze.“That’s Sean Harris,” Sam supplied. “He is the famous Alpha that every girl on campus covets.”“Oh,” Eve said. “I totally see why.”All around us, more admirers sang his praises.“Shit, it’s Sean!”“He’s so hot!”One of the girls started fixing her dress to make her breasts look plumper. “I’ll definitely get him tonight,” she said.“Keep dreaming,” her friend told her. “You’ll be lucky if he so much as looks at you.”“What’s that supposed to mean?” the girl asked angrily.“Just saying,” the other girl said. “Don’t you reme

Ivy’s POVI had to reject Sean.That was the only clear thought in my mind as I made my escape towards the restroom. I had tried and failed to move on from him. My feelings were too strong, and all it took was a small trigger to bring them back to the surface.Since they’d proven too much for me, rejecting him was the only way to end the connection between us. Once I rejected him, I would sever the bond between us. Maybe then, I could move on.Without the bond, I could be attracted to other guys and stop feeling like my world was ending whenever I saw him with another girl. Only then would I be able to look at him as who he was–my step brother and nothing more.It was the best thing I could do for everyone involved. I would be free from this uncontrollable need and unbearable pain. I would no longer jeopardise my mother’s marriage. Sean and I would finally be able to act like proper step siblings.I wiped away tears that spilled down my cheeks. Realising what I had to do hurt. It hurt

Ivy’s POVEzra walked into the class with an authoritative air around him. The class went as quiet as a graveyard as he made his way towards the group. When he stopped, his grey gaze swept over the class.“My name is Ezra Walker,” he introduced himself. “I’ll be your trainer for this class throughout the semester. I expect total cooperation and discipline from all of you. I don’t like slackers. If you’re not ready to put in a hundred percent effort, you might as well leave now.”He paused, as if giving any people with second thoughts a chance to walk out. When everybody remained still, he continued, “I also expect everyone to respect everyone in this room. In my class, the only thing that separates you from each other is your performance. I don’t care who you are or which pack you’re from. If you don’t play by my rules, I’ll strike you out immediately. Do I make myself clear?”Scattered replies came from the students. Demi, who had previously placed herself in front of the group, slow