All Chapters of 358 Days Of Temptation & Sins With My Alpha Stepsons: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Alora’s POV:He kissed me.It was real.Keziah—Keziah of all people—had just kissed me, and he was still kissing me like nothing in the world could interrupt it. His lips moved with a certainty that stole my breath, and when they finally settled against mine, the whole room blurred around the edges. The taste of his mouth was unreal, mind-blowing, like something I’d never thought existed outside of fantasies. The warmth of his lips, the pressure of them, the way they made my heartbeat stumble—every second of it felt impossible to ignore.His hands were at my waist, strong and steady, as if he’d been holding himself back for so long that the moment he got close, he refused to let go. The body contact was too much. Too close. Too intense. It didn’t just feel good, it felt maddening, like my skin was remembering something my mind hadn’t agreed to yet.I could feel my own body betraying me. My knee threatened to give, and I had to fight to stay upright. My wolf wasn’t helping at all. She

Alora's POV:The way he looked at me now was entirely different, shifting into something infinitely more terrifying. The dark, burning anger from moments before had vanished, replaced by a terrifying, hollow stillness that was infinitely worse. This wasn't just a fit of temper or wounded pride; it was something far darker and more sinister, a chilling abyss. It looked as though a much deeper, more feral, and utterly unhinged side of his psyche had been unlocked—a primal predator that had broken free from its cage, completely shedding the last remaining layers of his human rationality and civil restraint. A cold shiver raced down my spine as I tried to piece together what could have possibly triggered this terrifying shift. Was it the sharp sting of my dismissal? Was it the open defiance in my voice when I ordered him out of my personal sanctuary? Or was it something entirely different, a cumulative overload of all the toxic, possessive instincts eating away at his mind? But none of t

Keziah's POV:The heavy mahogany door of my bedroom slammed shut behind me with a resounding thud that rattled the walls. With trembling fingers, I fumbled with the deadbolt, locking it securely before sliding my back down against the wood and pulling in a massive, shuddering breath. Only then did I realize that my chest had been locked tight, that I hadn't been breathing at all for what felt like an eternity. Yet, even as the oxygen flooded my burning lungs, my body completely froze. My mind flatlined as I desperately tried, and failed, to make sense of the horrifying picture I had just left behind. It was her back. The split second when the towel had fallen away, Alora's back had been entirely exposed to my view, and it was a sight that would haunt me for the rest of my days. Her skin was not smooth or unblemished like a canvas of soft porcelain; instead, it was a terrifying, grotesque map of historical trauma and brutal suffering. The image was permanently burned into the corrido

Luna Sabrina's POV:I paced frantically up and down the length of the guest bedroom, my heels clicking rhythmically against the hardwood floor as every single chaotic moment of what had happened earlier replayed with sickening clarity in my mind. The disturbing memory kept flashing before my eyes: the terrifying, feral way Kade had been raining down brutal, ungodly punches on Keziah, treating his own flesh and blood like a hated enemy. I could still hear the shrill echoes of my own voice screaming at the top of my lungs, yet Kade hadn't even blinked, completely deaf to my pleas. He hadn't stopped until a single, specific voice had cut through the air—Alora's voice. And the most humiliating part of it all? The way Kade had just stood there submissively, taking a humiliating, open-handed slap across the face from her without a single word of protest, letting her berate him like an obedient dog. The entire scenario painted a picture that made my stomach churn with bitter rage. It was

Alora's POVMy gaze was focused on my reflection in the mirror, but my mind was a complete mess.These brothers were going to be my downfall if I wasn't careful. Among the three of them, Keziah was the last person I expected to act like that. He clearly hated me. He had always made that very clear, never missing an opportunity to remind me that I wasn't wanted here.The mate bond was clearly taking a toll on him too. But what I didn't understand was why he wouldn't reject me.His brothers hadn't rejected me either, but Keziah was different from them. He had always been the one who seemed the most determined to stay away from me. So why was he refusing to do it too?Were they doing this on purpose?The thought made my stomach twist.My mind went to Kade.Although our relationship was now better than what I had with his brothers, him fighting because of me was crossing the line. Anyone who saw him acting like that would suspect something immediately, and I wouldn't have it.I couldn't a