All Chapters of My Fiance is Sleeping With My Step Sister : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes wasn’t the softness of the sheets or the warmth of Devon’s arms wrapped protectively around me it was heat. Not the ordinary kind, not the kind that came from his body pressed against mine after the night we shared, but something deeper, something alive.It pulsed beneath my skin like molten rivers, slow and steady, humming through my veins as if I was no longer entirely human, no longer entirely wolf. My breath left me in a shaky rush, curling like smoke in the cool morning air.Devon stirred beside me, his lips brushing against the back of my shoulder. “You’re burning again,” he murmured, his voice low, rough with sleep. But there was no fear there. Just calm acceptance, as though he’d expected it.I pressed a trembling hand to my chest. The steady thrum of my heartbeat was stronger than usual, louder, echoing through me like a drum. I tried to move away carefully, sliding to the edge of the bed, but Devon’s arm tightened around my waist,

I woke with the weight of Devon’s arm draped over me, heavy and warm, his steady breathing brushing against the back of my neck. For a long while I didn’t move. I just lay there, staring at the morning light leaking through the curtains, soft streaks of gold spilling across the floor.Something felt… different.It wasn’t the soreness in my body after the night we had shared. I knew that ache well enough. This was something deeper, hidden, humming beneath my skin like a secret I hadn’t been told yet. My hand moved almost unconsciously to my stomach, pressing lightly as if I could find the answer there.A warmth spread from within, faint but undeniable, like an ember glowing low in the ashes. It startled me. For a moment I thought my fire was flaring up again without my control, but this wasn’t wild, wasn’t dangerous. It was gentle, almost protective.I tried to shake it off, to convince myself I was imagining things, but the longer I sat with it, the harder it was to ignore.Devon stir

Devon was watching me again.He tried to disguise it, head bowed over plans or a map, but his attention kept slicing across the yard straight to me. It made the air press in around my ribs, like the world itself was waiting for me to collapse. I kept my hands busy wrapping bandages, picking up training gear because if I stopped, if I let myself breathe, the secret would crowd my mouth and spill out.Joey hustled me away before I could think myself sick. She didn’t bother with small talk, she never did. One minute I was folding a cloak, the next she had me by the elbow and half-dragged me across the gravel of the training yard with that fierce look she wore when she meant business.“Spill it,” she said, spinning so fast I nearly lost my balance. Her voice was a blade turned blunt with worry. The yard smelled of sweat and earth; the sun sat high and sharp; warriors moved in the background like a slow, steady heartbeat. Joey’s stare cut through all of it straight to the place inside me I

I was still trying to calm my racing heartbeat when a scream pierced the air. It came from outside our room, sharp and panicked, making my blood run cold. My hands instinctively went to my belly, clutching it like I could somehow shield our child from whatever was happening.“Devon?” I called, my voice trembling. “Did you hear that?”His head popped up from where he was adjusting our blankets, his brows knitting together. “Yeah,” he said, already on his feet. “Something’s wrong. Stay here if it’s dangerous.”I shook my head immediately, frustration and fear mingling in my chest. “No. I can’t stay here. Not this time. I need to be with you. If it’s Levi…” My voice broke, the name barely leaving my lips.Devon’s jaw tightened, and I could see the tension coiling in him. “Okay. Stay close,” he said, and without another word, he grabbed my hand and we bolted toward the doorway.The hallway was empty, but the sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with more screams, carried toward us. We rounde

The quiet after the storm was deafening. Outside, the pack was settling, wolves prowling back to the borders, and the remaining rogues had been pushed into the woods. I sank to the ground, still trembling, as Devon’s hand pressed against my back. The heat of his palm reminded me I wasn’t alone, even after everything we’d just faced.I took a shaky breath. My body ached in ways I didn’t even know existed, muscles burning from tension, energy, and adrenaline. My heart still raced, not only from the fight but from the intensity of standing beside Devon, using my powers in tandem with his, feeling our bond solidify in a way I couldn’t have imagined.“You okay?” Devon’s voice was low, steady, grounding me in the chaos of my thoughts. He lowered himself beside me, brushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His eyes were soft, almost hesitant, as if afraid I might shatter with the weight of everything we’d endured.I swallowed, trying to steady my voice. “I… I think so.” Truthfully, I wa