Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Alpha Step-Brother Is A Ten : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

~Soren~The room is spinning.All faces are turned to us, all eyes focused where Felix and I stand frozen in the doorway, hands clasped as if we were criminals caught mid-act.This is it. This is the end of everything.Alpha Donovan walks forward, his face unreadable, and my heart is hammering so hard I’m sure it’s going to burst out of my chest.He's going to denounce us. Banish me, strip Felix of his title.I can already see it happening.But then something impossible happens.Alpha Donovan's rigid expression softens into a smile.A real, warm smile.And he starts clapping.The sound resounds through the hall, booming and purposeful. One clap. Two. Three.Then someone else joins in. Then another and then another.Within seconds the whole room is clapping, faces shining, voices rising in congratulations.I stand there, completely mute, my mind unable to comprehend what is going on.Felix's hand tightens around mine. I look at him and my confusion is reflected on his face.“What—” I s

~Soren~ I’m here, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about my life and how sick fate is. At dawn I’m already dressed. Black jeans, oversized hoodie, hair pulled back. Armor. My phone is showing forty-seven missed calls from Felix. Sixty-three texts. I delete them all without reading. I hear a knock on my door and my heart jumps foolishly thinking it’s him. "Miss Soren?" Margot's gentle voice. "Your mother wishes to see you in the morning room. Breakfast with the Harrisons." Certainly. Margot glances briefly at my face and her expression folds with sympathy. I descend with her into the depths, feeling as though I’m walking to my execution with each step. Everyone is already at table. And at the center, the sun we all revolve around, Felix and Rebecca. She is dressed in a soft pink gown which makes her look naïve and bridal. Her hand lies on the table near Felix’s, not touching but close enough to establish territory. "Soren, you'll help Rebecca wit

My mind is blank and the one person I can take to right now is Jazz and maybe Indie and Kyle too. Kai's words keeps replying in my head, I finally took a walk to the cafe close by to clear my head. Back at the estate, lunch is a formal affair. Rebecca sits at Felix’s right hand, perfectly poised. Alpha Donovan and Georgina talk pack politics. Felix looks like he is tired of life itself, his lips were clenched so tight and Kai is sitting right across from my seat and looking way too smug. "Soren," he says warmly as I enter. "Here, let me help you with that." He takes the salad bowl I am holding out, his fingers brush mine with intention. Felix's eyes follow, his knuckles whitening as he grips his fork. "How considerate" Georgina says, smiling up at Kai. "Soren, darling, why don't you come and sit by Kai?" Rebecca babbles on about the ceremony preparations. "I was thinking, Soren, since my brothers weren't able to come today, maybe you'd like to meet them tomorrow? Garrett

~Soren~ I shouldn't be here, I tell myself. It’s 11:00 A.M and I’m standing in Felix's door in nothing but his t-shirt, which I stole, and panties which are already wet with sweat just from walking down the hall. The bond is taunting me, tormenting me, shattering me and I can no longer fight it. I knock once and the door opens. Felix is shirtless, sweatpants sagging painfully low, liquid gold in his eyes and his wolf is right there at the surface. “Soren.” he whispers, checking the hallway. “What are you—” I don’t let him finish. I cup his face and kiss him, hard and desperate. He makes a sound -- surprised, hungry -- and then his hands are on me, dragging me inside, slamming the door. He tears the t-shirt off mine in one swift motion, the cotton ripping. Then his mouth was on my breast, hot and wet, sucking at my nipple so hard I was crying out. His teeth skims the sensitive peak before sucking again, harder this time, his hand is massaging my other breast harshly. H

~Soren~ I stay the rest of the morning in my room, crying until my eyes are puffy. At noon, Margot knocks on the door lightly. “Miss Soren? The Presentation dinner is in two hours. Your mother insists you wear something appropriate ” I pull myself to the shower, letting the hot water wash away the tear stains. When I’m done, I face my closet and look at my stash of hoodies and jeans. Nothing worthy here. A know comes through. “Soren?” It’s Indie's voice. “May we come in?” I open the door. Indie, Jazz, and Kyle are there, with makeup, a garment bag, and guilty expressions. “We just heard about the Presentation dinner,” Jazz says cautiously. “Thought you might need backup.” "I don't want to go." "I know, babe. But you have to. " Indie pushes past me gently. “So let’s at least make you look gorgeous while you’re suffering through it.” They work on me like I’m a doll, concealer to cover up the crying, hair styled in soft waves. “Now the dress,” Jazz says, unz