FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 95

Gianna.The Hall of Crescent Flames.That’s what the elders called it.A ceremonial gathering held before an heir officially stepped fully into Alphahood. Part celebration. Part presentation. Part warning.Because according to pack tradition, the night wasn’t only about honoring the future Alpha.It was about seeing the future beside him too.I hated that already.“You’re staring at the dress like it personally insulted your ancestors,” mum said from behind me.I looked up through the mirror slowly.“I think it did.”A faint laugh slipped from her lips as she walked closer, fingers smoothing invisible wrinkles from my shoulder like she needed something to do with her hands.The dress itself wasn’t bad.Actually… it was beautiful.Dark silver fabric clung softly around my waist before flowing down to the floor in slow waves. The sleeves rested slightly off my shoulders, exposing my collarbones and the curve of my neck in a way that suddenly made me too aware of my own skin.Too aware o

Gianna.My fingers stayed curled lightly against the back of his neck.Still hesitant. Still nervous.But no longer uncertain.Because this wasn’t fate forcing my hand.This was me choosing him back.The room had gone quiet again.Not awkwardly quiet.Heavy quiet.The kind that made every breath feel louder.Ivan didn’t rush me. That somehow made it worse.Because if he pushed, maybe this would feel easier. Less terrifying. Less real.But he just stood there patiently, his hands resting carefully against my waist like he was giving me room to decide even now.Even after asking.My eyes flicked toward his neck briefly.Marking.God.My heartbeat sped up again.I knew what it meant for wolves. Everyone did.It wasn’t casual. It wasn’t temporary. It wasn’t something you took back after emotions settled.It meant mine.Not ownership in the cruel sense.Recognition.Trust so deep it became instinct.And suddenly I became painfully aware of the fact that Ivan was standing here willingly ask

Gianna.School felt unbearably loud today.Not loud in an actual way.Nobody was screaming. Nobody was causing chaos in the hallway. Conversations blurred together normally around me, lockers slammed shut, people laughed too hard at things that probably weren’t even funny.Normal.Everything was painfully normal.And somehow that made me feel worse.I know what you're thinking. Why does that make me feel worse?Because it seemed like the world kept moving anyway.People still worried about assignments. About failed quizzes. About who was dating who. Someone somewhere was probably crying over a situationship while I was actively trying not to spiral over the possibility of dying or turning rogue.And the craziest part?I still had to sit here and pretend my life wasn’t quietly falling apart.I still had to blend into normal when nothing about my life felt normal anymore.My head leaned back lightly against the chair as the lecturer continued talking from the front of the room, his voic