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All Chapters of 725 Days With My Alpha Stepbrothers : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Stephanie's POV:The entire room pulsed with the beat of the music, every surface vibrating with the energy of the crowd. Strobe lights flashed in time with the bass, casting the dance floor in bursts of bright white and shadow. The DJ's beats rolled out in waves, each drop hitting like a pulse, sending the crowd into a frenzy.“Excuse me,” I muttered, weaving through the sweaty bodies pressed too close for comfort. The air was thick with heat and the unmistakable smell of alcohol, everyone lost in the rhythm, grinding and swaying like they were hypnotized.I finally reached the bar, gripping its edge for balance. “Where is the restroom?” I asked, my voice slurring slightly. The bartender didn't even glance my way, too busy mixing drinks for the endless stream of customers.“Hello? Didn't you hear me?" I repeated louder this time, but I still didn't get his attention.Frustrated, I tossed my purse onto the counter with an audible thud, and that got his attention. He stared at me with

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

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Stephanie's POV:When I got outside the club, I hopped into a cab.“Where to?” The driver asked. “Anywhere, just get me out of here,” I replied, but he didn't budge.“I will pay triple,” I said, and he put the key in the ignition, driving away from the club.I would have told the driver to take me to my house, but it wasn't a good idea. These men knew my name, and it won't be a shock if they knew where I lived too, so going home wasn't a good idea.I relaxed my head on the chair, but my thoughts were filled with the events of today. I couldn't help but wonder who those men were and why they were after me. Did they think I was affiliated with that bastard who tried to rape me earlier? What the hell was going on in my life? Why was I suddenly having bad luck? First was my mother showing up yesterday after ten years of being away from me and telling me to move in with her in her new husband's house; second was that bastard trying to rape me; then these twins.“Young lady, these cars ha

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Stephanie's POV:I groaned softly, stirring from the bed. My eyelids fluttered as a sharp beam of sunlight landed squarely on my face. At first, I tried to fight it, squeezing my eyes shut tighter, but the stubborn rays seemed intent on pulling me from sleep.Reluctantly, I cracked one eye open, only to be greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling, high and painted and immaculate white. Alarm prickled at the back of my mind, but before I could process it, movement caught my eye.A figure stood by the window, silhouetted by the golden morning light. A girl, dressed in a crisp black and white uniform, was pulling the curtains open. The sunlight flooded the room, illuminating furniture I didn't recognize—an ornate dresser, a plush armchair in the corner, and the edges of a large canopy bed I was lying in.This wasn't my room.Panic began to rise in my chest, sharp and suffocating. My breaths came quickly as I sat up, clutching the unfamiliar sheets to my chest. The events of the night before bega

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Stephanie's POV:At 6’5”, Tyler towered over most people, his height and presence immediately commanding attention in any room. His broad shoulders and athletic build gave him the appearance of a man who is both powerful and capable, while his chiseled jawline and neatly groomed stubble add a rugged sophistication to his look. His dark brown hair, slightly wavy, was styled back neatly, revealing a high forehead and adding to his mature yet striking appearance. His hazel eyes are deep and intense, often flickering with a quiet confidence that makes him stand out.He wore a tailored charcoal gray suit with a crisp white dress shirt, the top button left undone for a slightly relaxed look. A black leather watch sits on his wrist, and his polished black dress shoes complete his effortlessly elegant appearance.Standing at 6’4”, Nicholas is just slightly shorter than Tyler but no less striking. His jet-black hair is tousled and styled to perfection, giving him a casual yet polished look. Hi

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Stephanie’s POV:I paced back and forth in the room, my bare feet brushing against the cold floor as I bit my nails absentmindedly. The ticking of the clock on the wall felt like a hammer pounding in my skull, each second dragging out as if time itself was mocking me.I wanted answers. No, I needed them. Why hadn’t she been there for me all these years? What kind of mother abandons her child? It wasn’t something I could wrap my head around. Part of me—a small, naive part—wanted to believe there was a reason, something I could understand. But another part—the hurt, angry part—whispered that this might just be another one of her manipulative games, some ploy to make things work in her favor.I was pulled from my spiraling thoughts by a knock at the door. It startled me, my pacing abruptly halting mid-step.“Come in,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. The door opened, and the maid walked in, balancing a tray of food carefully in her hands. She placed it on the small table near th

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Stephanie's POV:Her gaze softened, but there was steel behind her words. “I didn’t abandon you, Stephanie. I was trying to protect you.”“Protect me?” I scoffed. “Protect me from what?”“From yourself,” she said, her voice trembling. “From what you are. From your kind.”Her words sent a chill down my spine. I frowned, confusion tightening my chest. “What are you talking about? What do you mean, protect me from myself? What’s my kind?”“You’re not human, Stephanie,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re a werewolf. You got it from your late father.”Her words hung in the air, heavy and absurd. And then, I laughed. It wasn’t just a chuckle—it was a full, uncontrollable burst of laughter. “You’re joking, right?” I said through my laughter. “Seriously, Mom. Since when are you an author? Is this your new fantasy novel?”But as I looked around, I realized no one else was laughing. Their faces were solemn, their expressions grave. My amusement faded as the weight of their sile

Last Updated : 2025-07-29

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Stephanie's POV:I stood up from my bed and walked to the window, pulling the curtains aside. The sun had already disappeared, and the day was slipping into darkness. The clock on the wall read 10 p.m. Most of my day had been spent exploring the outskirts of the mansion. I’d asked Nora to show me around. To my mom, it seemed like I was beginning to adapt, and she was thrilled about it. But in my mind, I knew the real reason—I wanted to familiarize myself with the layout, ensuring my escape plan tonight would go off without a hitch.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, and Nora entered the room, carrying a box.“Good evening, ma’am,” she greeted, her voice polite yet reserved.I narrowed my eyes at her. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that? Just call me Stephanie. I know it feels wrong to you, but it’s the only way I can feel normal in this place,” I said, offering a small smile.She hesitated but nodded. “Okay, Stephanie,” sh

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Stephanie's POV:The way he stared at me sent shivers down my spine. Why the hell was he staring at me like he caught me stealing?“Stephanie,” James called my attention back.“Would you?” his hand was still extended.I hesitated, my irritation bubbling to the surface. “I’m sorry, but I can’t,” I replied bluntly, turning on my heel and walking away before he could say another word.My gaze went to where Tyler was but he wasn't there again. Grabbing a drink from a passing waiter, I took a sip, trying to steady my nerves. Everything about tonight—this party, the people, the expectations felt suffocating. All I wanted was some air, some space to think.“Stephanie,” Peterson’s voice called out, and I turned to see him beckoning me over. Clenching my fists, I reluctantly walked toward him.“I want you to meet someone else,” he said, motioning to a woman standing nearby. “This is Helena Smith, the pack’s doctor. Helena, this is Stephanie Mikaelson, my stepdaughter.”The introductions conti

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Stephanie's POV:I didn’t need anyone to tell me that Tyler was furious—his clenched jaw and piercing gaze said it all. But what I didn’t understand was why. Why did he care this much? Why did it matter to him what I did?“I was just strolling,” I blurted out, my voice breaking under the weight of the tension. His eyes narrowed into slits, and I immediately regretted my words.“Only a fool would take a stroll in the woods at this hour, especially near the pack’s boundary,” he growled. “Or someone who is trying to escape. So which one are you, Stephanie?”I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. His words hit like a hammer, but I refused to back down. “Fine,” I muttered, throwing my hands up in surrender. “I was trying to escape. So what? It’s not like it’s any of your business.”I tried to brush past him, but his hand shot out, gripping my arm firmly. His touch sent a jolt through my body, a mix of heat and electricity that made my knees weaken. Our proximity was suffocating,

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Stephanie's POV: “I’ll give you access to the portal.” I blinked, staring at him in disbelief. “What?”“I’ll take you to the portal,” he said, his tone matter-of-fact. “If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.”For a moment, I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even think. Was he serious? After everything, was he really going to let me go?“Are you serious?” I finally managed to say.He frowned. “Don’t make me regret it.”“Thank you,” I whispered, still in shock. I followed him as he led the way out of the woods. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions—relief, confusion, doubt. Why was he doing this? Why did he care?Soon, we were back at the mansion. The party was still in full swing, but Tyler didn’t stop. He led me straight to the garage, where a sleek black sports car awaited us. I climbed in, my hands trembling as I buckled my seatbelt.As the car roared to life and we pulled out of the compound, I turned to him, my voice hesitant. “Why are you doing this? Why are you letting me go?”Tyler

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