All Chapters of 725 Days With My Alpha Stepbrothers : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Stephanie's POV:I let the cold shower wash over my head, calming my nerves. Aiden’s words from last night kept replaying in my mind. I couldn’t deny it—his words hurt me more than I wanted to admit. What I couldn’t understand was why it hurt this much. He barely knew me, yet he said such hateful things, as if he despised me with every fiber of his being. Why did he hate me so much?But that was no longer my concern. I wouldn’t let him get under my skin again. Ignoring him was the best option. It was better that way. After all, we were nothing more than strangers.After finishing my shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and glanced at the clock. It was 6:30 a.m. I had woken up unusually early, but then again, I hadn’t been able to sleep all night. My mind had been restless, constantly circling back to Aiden.The worst part of it all was that I had no one to talk to. Back in the human realm, I didn’t dwell on things like this. I’d just call Claire, and we’d party until I forgot whateve

Stephanie's POV:I could feel everyone's judgmental stares piercing through me once again. I had hoped for a normal day at school today, but, as usual, I managed to ruin it.“What are you all staring at? Do you think this is funny?” Lucy yelled, her voice sharp and cutting through the tension in the room. “Bunch of immature idiots,” she added with a hiss, grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the classroom.I didn’t say a word. I just followed her silently, my head hung low. She stopped at the cafeteria, grabbed a cold drink from the counter, and handed it to me. We settled at a quiet spot, far away from the prying eyes of others. It was just the two of us.I held onto the drink, my fingers fidgeting with the condensation on the bottle. The nightmare kept replaying in my head, vivid and relentless. It wasn’t just a nightmare. It felt far too real.“Drink it. It’ll help you feel better,” Lucy’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. Her tone was soft, but I could hear the worry in it. I

Stephanie’s POV:When I arrived home, I stepped out of the car and made my way straight toward the mansion. Luckily, the house was quiet, and no one seemed to be around. I quickly headed to my room, eager to shake off the day. After taking a refreshing shower, I changed into something more casual and comfortable—a light sundress. I twisted my damp hair into a bun and slipped into a pair of sandals. Feeling satisfied with my appearance, I left my room.As I descended the grand staircase, I spotted Lucy pacing back and forth in the living room. Her eyes darted around the space, taking everything in. The moment she saw me, her face lit up with a bright smile.“Finally, you're here,” she said, her tone tinged with relief.“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long,” I replied, offering a small smile. “Honestly, I wasn’t expecting you to be here so early.”“Don’t worry about it. I wasn’t bored at all,” Lucy assured me. “I kept myself entertained admiring this house. It’s stunning—absolutel

Stephanie's POV:The Elder’s gaze lingered on me, sharp and assessing. It felt as though her eyes were peeling back the layers of my soul, exposing secrets even I wasn’t aware of. I fought the urge to look away, forcing myself to meet her stormy, unyielding stare.The Elder tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable. “Help with what?” she asked, her voice calm but carrying an edge of authority that demanded respect.Lucy straightened, her tone careful. “There’s a locator spell on her. We need your help removing it and finding out who is after her.”The Elder’s eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly as her gaze shifted back to me. The weight of her stare made my chest feel tight, and I had to remind myself to breathe. Slowly, she began walking toward me, the soft tap of her staff against the wooden floor echoing in the room.When she stopped in front of me, I instinctively stiffened. Her hand, pale and graceful, reached out and grasped mine without warning. The moment her skin touc

Stephanie’s POV:The village was in chaos. Buildings were engulfed in flames, thick black smoke rising into the stormy sky. The clouds churned violently above, their eerie light casting an unsettling glow over the destruction. Even the rain, heavy and relentless, couldn’t douse the roaring fires. Figures darted through the streets, witches and others I couldn’t make out in the chaos.I turned back to Lucy, my breaths coming in short, panicked gasps. “Are we going to die?”“No, we’re not going to die,” a voice broke through the tension. I turned to see the elder standing in the doorway, her walking stick gripped firmly in her hands.“Follow me, you two,” she said, her tone calm yet commanding as she turned away without waiting for a response.I glanced at Lucy, who gave me a reassuring nod. “My aunt will protect us,” she said with quiet confidence.She grabbed my hand, and together, we followed the elder out of the room.In the hallway, three witches stood by the entrance, their eyes c