All Chapters of The Stripper Toy for My Hot Stepbrothers: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Caspian's POVI heard every word before I even opened the door. Victoria's voice carried through the hallway, sharp and mocking, tearing into Lyra in front of an entire lecture hall. I stood outside for a moment longer than I needed to, listening, and I could hear the exact moment Lyra's patience started cracking under the weight of it. Part of me wanted to storm in immediately, but I forced myself to wait and gauge exactly how far Victoria intended to take this before I stepped in.I almost let her fight back on her own. Almost. But the truth sitting underneath all of this was that Lyra did get into this university through our connections, and if she stood up right now without the right words, without proof, without control over her temper, Victoria would twist it into something even uglier. I didn't want her embarrassing herself in front of a room full of people, even though I already knew Victoria would find some other way to cause trouble regardless of what I did.I walked in and

Lyra's POVI packed a small bag after class and went straight to my apartment instead of heading back to the mansion. I was tired. Tired of arguing, tired of being watched, tired of everyone treating my life like it belonged to them instead of me. Victoria should have been the smallest problem on my list, considering everything else going on, but somehow she managed to take up more space in my head than Konstantin himself.I didn't understand why she couldn't just leave me alone. Raphael had already made it clear that his own mate meant less to him than whatever political game he was playing with her family. So why did she keep coming after me like I was the one standing in her way? I wasn't the one who wanted this arrangement. I never asked for any part of it.And the worst part was how she used my own title against me. The white wolf. Something that was supposed to mean respect, protection, importance. Instead it made me a target, a tool, something everyone wanted a piece of but nob

Lyra's POVI stood there in the parking lot, Joshua's question hanging in the air between us, and my mind raced through everything that led me to this exact moment. Part of me wasn't sure I was ready for this. A relationship meant something real, something I would have to commit to, and my life was already so tangled up in things Joshua didn't even know existed.But then I thought about everything he had done for me since the day we met. He never once made me feel like a tool or a prize or a bloodline worth fighting over. He asked how my day was and actually waited for the answer. He noticed when I was tired. He treated me like a person, plain and simple, something none of the brothers had managed to do consistently no matter how many times they claimed I mattered to them.Nobody else was offering me this. Not real happiness. Not simple attention without an agenda hiding underneath it. And after everything with Victoria, after Raphael's alpha command, after Jeremy's refusal to tell me

Orion's POVMy cheek still stung from the slap by the time I walked through the mansion doors, and the humiliation of it burned worse than the actual pain. I found my brothers already gathered in the living room, waiting for me since the night before, their expressions ranging from curious to outright annoyed at how long I had taken to come home. I hadn't planned on telling them everything the second I walked in, but keeping quiet was never really an option in this house."Well?" Silas asked the moment I stepped into the room.I didn't answer. I walked straight past all of them toward the kitchen, needing water, needing space, needing anything that wasn't their expectant faces staring at me for a report I didn't want to give."Orion." Jeremy's voice followed me. "What happened?""Nothing happened." I grabbed a glass and filled it at the sink, my back to all of them."You were gone all night," Rowan pointed out, leaning against the doorframe. "That's not nothing."I set the glass down

Lyra's POVI glanced back over my shoulder as we ran, catching a quick glimpse of the two people from Caspian's photos pushing through the crowd behind us, their eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my blood run cold.They were after the information. That much was obvious now. But they had no way of knowing the papers were already ash, scattered across a burning apartment floor they were probably standing in right at this very moment. If they thought I still had something on me, something that could lead them straight to wherever my real family was hiding, I would never get the chance to find them myself. My phone felt heavier in my pocket than it should have, carrying everything I had just uploaded, the only real proof left of what had been hidden inside that wall for years.I ran faster, my legs burning, Joshua's hand gripping mine tight enough to keep me from falling behind. Questions raced through my mind faster than I could process them. How did he even know to look for