Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Theo’s POVWe stayed there for a long time, holding each other like the world outside did not exist. She was my stepsister, yes, but the bond between us was stronger than any name people could give it. I could feel it in my chest, in the way my heart calmed when she was close, in the way her touch made everything else fade away. We agreed to keep it a secret for now. The pack was not ready, and maybe we were not ready either, but what we had was real. I missed her so much that I could not even loosen my arms around her.“I love you, Daphne.”The words left my mouth softly, yet they carried years of silence with them. I had never said those words to anyone before, not even my mother. My childhood had been hard, cold, and lonely. I learned to survive, not to feel. I convinced myself I did not need anyone. But everything changed when she walked into my life. She lifted her head and looked at me like she could not believe what she heard. “Huh? Why did you just say that?”I cupped her fa

Daphne’s POV“Good day ma’m,” the ladies said as I stepped into the fitting room, their smiles warm but filled with a little excitement. I held my head high, though my heart was pounding faster than I wanted to admit. Today was the day I would see my wedding dress, and I had chosen everything carefully. Since Theo had a soft spot for white, I picked a silver ball gown with tiny diamond studs scattered across the fabric. It shimmered like starlight, and the way it caught the light made me feel like I could float. In my hands, I held a matching tiara, silver with diamonds mixed in ocean blue and gem green, echoing Theo’s eyes. I remembered how he had been teased as a child about his eyes, how he had always hated them, and I smiled to myself. “He’ll be happy when he sees that this tiara represents his eyes,” I whispered to Harper, my voice soft. The beauty of it made my chest tighten, and tears filled my eyes instantly. The ladies carefully lifted my dress, and when I saw it fully, I

Christabel’s POVI went quiet, unable to find words. The guilt weighed heavy on my chest, pressing down like a stone. I had blamed Theo, blamed Daphne, blamed everyone except myself, and now I couldn’t even speak to Demetrius. Tears rolled down my cheeks, my body trembling. “I can’t give you what you want, Demetrius. I can’t return your love,” I whispered, my voice breaking as more tears fell. I felt too broken, too shattered to start over with anyone, even someone as kind and patient as him. He didn’t push. He didn’t speak immediately. He just watched me with those calm eyes that seemed to hold the storm inside me gently in their hands. Then he walked closer, his hands cupping my cheeks, warming me through the chill of my sadness. “I’m not saying you should accept me now,” he said softly. “The bond is there for whenever we choose to acknowledge it. I’m here, and I want to be here for you through this phase of your life.”I shook my head faintly, trying to look away, but his hands

Daphne’s POVTheo's hand moved to the laces of my dress, his fingers working deftly to untie them. The fabric fell away, revealing my breasts, their peaks already hardened with desire, crying for him to munch on them.Theo's breath hitched, his gaze fixed solely on me. "You're so beautiful, Daphne…everything about you.”“Your face, your skin, your breast…" he murmured, his voice filled with hunger. And then his head dipped, his lips capturing my left nipple. I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair, holding him closer.Theo's tongue swirled around my nipple before sucking hard on it… While his other hand fondled my right breast, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Oh heavens, this feels just too good. My hips moved, my body chasing the sensation, my moans filling the air. The way he held me made it clear that Theo had a thing for my breasts, because what in the heck was this pleasure?His hands roamed, exploring every single part of my body with a tenderness that ma

Daphne’s POVHis grip tightened, his hips bucking, meeting me thrust for thrust. "Oh, Daphne," he groaned, "you feel so fucking good. Ride me, baby. Ride me hard."And I did. My pace quickened, my hips moving, my body bouncing on his cock. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, a primal rhythm that echoed our desire. Theo's hands moved to my waist, guiding me, aiding my pace, his fingers digging into my soft flesh, marking me. Then, without warning, he spanked me. Hard. The sound echoed, a sharp crack that was drowned out by my moan. He did it again, in rhythm with my thrusts, each spank pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel it, the orgasm building, my body tensing, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.Theo, sensing my impending release, moved his hands, lifting me slightly, bringing my nipple to his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking, his teeth grazing, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. The spanking continued, hard and rhythmic, pu