All Chapters of MY STEPBROTHERS, MY RUIN : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Thalia's POV The bathroom stall exploded inward.Dorian's claws found my throat first, slamming me against the metal panel hard enough to dent it. My skull cracked against the edge. White-hot pain exploded behind my eyes."Happy birthday, hybrid," he growled, his wolf form massive in the confined space, brown fur bristling with anger. "We have a special present for you."I couldn't breathe. His claws pressed into my windpipe, cutting off air, cutting off everything except the raw animal panic flooding my veins.Damon's jaws clamped around my leg. His fangs punched through skin, grinding against bone. I screamed."There it is," Dracula laughed, his black wolf form blocking the only exit. The bathroom door was locked. "Music to my ears."Dorian released my throat and I collapsed, gasping, choking on my own spit and blood. The tile floor was freezing against my cheek. Above me, three fully-shifted wolves circled like sharks scenting blood.Four hours earlier, they'd cornered me by the

Thalia's POV Dorian's fists tightened so hard his knuckles cracked.The entire hallway waited for him to shift and tear me apart. For my blood to paint the lockers the way it had painted the bathroom floor a week ago.I didn't care.Let him try. Let him kill me right here in front of everyone. At least I'd die on my feet instead of on my knees begging."You think you're tough now?" Dorian's voice was low, dangerous. "Because daddy's dead and you've got nothing to lose?""I think," I said, stepping closer instead of backing away, "that I spent eighteen years being your punching bag. And I'm done."His eyes widened. I'd never stepped toward him before."I think," I continued, my voice rising, "that you're a pathetic little wolf who only feels powerful when you're beating on someone weaker." Gasps echoed down the corridor."I think you get off on it. Breaking bones. Making people beg." I was in his face now, close enough to smell his cologne. "But here's the thing, Dorian, I'm not afra

Principal Vale's office smelled like cold coffee and broken dreams.I sat in the hard plastic chair facing his desk, surrounded by five school board members who looked at me like I was something they'd scraped off their shoes. My hands were held tight in my lap, nails digging into my palms hard enough to draw blood.Behind me, I felt the triplets' presence even though I couldn't see them. They'd been called as witnesses. "Miss Moon." Board President Sinclair folded her hands on the conference table, her expression cold. "The evidence against you is huge. Video footage, timestamped photographs, witness testimony confirming you met with Mr. Stone privately after hours.""To prevent a duel on school grounds," I said for the hundredth time. My voice was hoarse from repeating myself. "That's all it was. Someone edited the footage to make it look..""The footage speaks for itself." Sinclair's tone was even colder now. "You abused your position as Student Union President to facilitate a pri

The silence inside the abandoned building didn’t last long. It broke the moment Dorian cursed under his breath.“Damn it,” he muttered, pacing. “They’re still out there.”Thalia’s head snapped toward the door.“You can hear them?” she asked quickly.Damon nodded once. “Faint… but yeah. They didn’t leave.”Her stomach dropped again.“So they’re just… waiting?”Dracula leaned against the wall, arms folded. His expression hadn’t changed since they got inside. Cold. Unreadable.“They’re not random hunters,” he said. “They’re organized.”Thalia looked between the three of them.“Then explain it to me,” she said, her voice rising. “Because I don’t understand anything right now.”No one answered immediately.That alone made her chest tighten.“You guys know something,” she added. “Don’t act like you don’t.”Dorian stopped pacing and looked at her.“We know enough to say this isn’t normal,” he said bluntly. “That’s it.”“That’s not enough!”Her voice echoed slightly in the empty room.“I was almost killed out

The building didn’t feel safe anymore.It felt like a trap.Thalia could feel it in her chest… that tight, uncomfortable pressure that wouldn’t go away.“They’re coming back,” Kael had said.And somehow… she believed him.Dorian moved first.“We can’t stay here,” he said, already heading toward the back of the building.Damon followed without arguing. “There’s an exit behind. We can cut through the trees.”Dracula didn’t speak. He just watched Kael for a second longer… then turned away.“Move,” he said shortly.Thalia hesitated.Her eyes moved between them.The triplets.Kael.Everything felt wrong. Too fast. Too confusing.“Thalia.”Kael’s voice pulled her back.She looked at him.“Stay close,” he said again.Not harsh. Not controlling.Just… firm.She nodded.They moved quickly.Out the back door, into the cold night air.The forest stretched ahead of them. Dark. Quiet.Too quiet.Damon took the lead, his senses sharp. Dorian stayed behind, watching their back. Dracula stayed