All Chapters of MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

BROOKS Mom was rambling on and on. She was glad that I liked him. She didn’t think her sons hated her either. She was so excited, lighting up like a 12-year-old talking about her first crush as she talked about him. It broke my heart that I wasn’t so sure about the marriage, that the only man I’ve ever had a one-night stand with turned out to be his son. I thought about our encounter at the bathroom, the way his palm had caressed its way up my thigh, the way he could have brushed his finger over my panties, slid it aside, and proceeded to finger me right there and then, with our parents just a few walks away and I’d have allowed him. I’d have allowed him because the minute his skin touched mine, I was already gone and heady with a feral need. It was a need that mirrored our first time together. I’ve never felt that much for a man before; it was voluminous, like a beast had been unlocked in me, and he was the only one capable of satisfying that need. And his brother, Zade, the one

BROOKSAt first, I was speechless. Then, I was angry. “What are you doing here?”He didn't look the least bit bothered that he was caught doing something he shouldn't be doing. If anything, he looked impeccably put together in his black suit and wine tie. “This used to be my study before it was converted into your room,” he volunteered before starting to walk towards me, towards the door. It took repeating his sentence in my head twice before I got the meaning. “Even if this used to be your study, and you came here out of habit. You'd have realized right from the entrance that it's no longer your study and should have left, but I found you in the middle of my room.”“So what are you insinuating?” his tone was equally as bored as his tone. “Nothing. I just need a proper explanation about why you were in my room.”“I just gave you one.”“An unbelievable one,” I pointed out, but all I got was an eye roll before he made to sidestep me and walk out of the room. I grabbed his forearm w

STEPHANShe obliterated my world. Brooks-Dalton did. Three weeks ago, I didn't know she existed, but then, two weeks ago, I walked into that private diner, and the sight of her took my breath away.Dressed in that blue gown that clung to her body like a second skin, hair tied into a ponytail with a face so ethereal my heart ceased, and a pair of lips that looked like they were made to be wrapped around a cock. My cock.The attraction I felt towards her was so deep that it was unbelievable and unnatural. And for the whole of the dinner, I couldn't tear my eyes off her; I couldn't get her scent out of my system. She smelt so addictive, like vanilla and sex and sin. It was unbearable. She came into my life like a tsunami, and she wove something even more potent than a mate bond over my head.Just one encounter and she already had that much control over me. An ordinary she-wolf, daughter to a woman who's marrying my lunatic of a father to get money without

BROOKSI've spent less than an hour with Venita Castle and one thought has been recurring in my head: How did someone as bright as this get engaged to an ass like Stephan?And there's also the fact that he's cheating on her. We were cooking in the kitchen, the three of us, including my mom. Mom knew they were engaged and that she was coming over to officially introduce herself to us since we hadn't met before. “You know, I'm so excited,” Venita started as she stirred the pot of sauce. “Now I'm going to have a mother-in-law and a sister-in-law. I've always prayed for this kind of relationship.”“I'm glad that you're happy,” Mom replied to her while I washed the dirty dishes, “you're a pleasant lady, and I'm probably more excited to have you as a daughter-in-law.”“Awww,” she giggled, and the conversation continued about how she met Stephan, how they got engaged, and how their marriage was just a couple of months away. “I attended the same school as Zade in Paris and to cut the long

BROOKSThe mansion was quiet again.Not the unsettling kind of quiet that made me on high alert and walk on eggshells around the house, but the kind I desperately needed. The kind that made me forget, even if just for a few hours, that I lived under the same roof as the three men who took more space in my mind than they were supposed to.My stepbrothers… especially Heath..Speaking of Heath. He hasn’t been home in two days.Good. Great, even. I needed the distance.Except… I hated how aware I was of his absence. How the silence was no longer peace but some sort of cruel punishment. My body was still sore from what we did at Black Swan. And not the kind of sore you wince through and swear off. No, the kind that stayed with you, curled in your muscles like a secret you didn’t want to forget.And worse— he’d started showing up in my dreams.Not in innocent, fleeting glimpses. No. These dreams were wild. Depraved. Tangled sheets and bruised lips and his hands— goddess, his hands. They