All Chapters of Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Theo’s POVThe days passed so quickly that I almost forgot the rest of the world existed. Time felt different here at the beach house. Morning turned to afternoon and afternoon slipped quietly into night before I even noticed. It was just the two of us. No guards watching every step I took. No council members asking questions. No pack problems waiting outside my door.Just Daphne and me.The beach house stood close to the ocean, the waves crashing softly against the shore day and night. The salty air mixed with the warm sunlight, and sometimes I would catch myself staring at her instead of looking at the sea. She looked beautiful everywhere, but here she looked even more alive. Her hair danced with the wind and her laughter echoed across the sand like music.We did everything together. We swam in the ocean until our bodies were tired. We hunted through the forest nearby, racing each other through the trees like children. We trained together too, and that was when she surprised me th

Joan’s POVThe hall was still loud with music and voices when I slipped out, my head already spinning from all the drinks I had taken. The gathering was meant to look perfect, full of smiles and laughter as investors and business partners moved around like everything in the pack was fine. Liam handled everything well, stepping in like he always did, calm and in control.Of course he had to.The alpha and his perfect bride were away, enjoying their honeymoon like nothing else mattered. The thought made something twist inside my chest.I walked down the hallway slowly, my steps uneven as my shoes clicked against the floor. The walls seemed to move slightly, or maybe it was just me. I had been drinking a lot these days. More than I ever used to.It was the only thing that made the ache in my chest feel dull, even if it never truly went away. I reached my apartment door but stopped, resting my hand against the wall to steady myself. My stomach turned, and I swallowed hard, trying to hol

Joan’s POVThe truth burned inside me, hotter than anything I had ever felt, and I could not say it out loud. But what difference did it make now? The child was already gone. I remembered everything too clearly, every choice I had made, every step that led me here. I had trained all night, pushed my body until it screamed, fought harder than ever, all to forget. I drank to dull the pain, to hide from the ache in my chest that Theo was married to Daphne. They were married, and I was left behind, powerless, unable to stop it, unable to change what had been done.I remembered meeting Merilyn, sitting in that cold, quiet room, the fear and guilt twisting in my stomach. I had thought I could go through with it, that I could erase the past and start over, leave everything behind. But I could not. I could not abort the child. It was my chance to hold on, to try to find something new, something that might heal me. And now it is gone. All of it. My chance, my chance to start over, even my c

Daphne’s POVIt felt good to be back.I stood in the middle of the field, my chest rising slowly as I took in the sound around me. The cheers were loud, full of life, echoing across the training ground as warriors gathered in a circle to watch. Their voices wrapped around me, filling me with a strange mix of excitement and fire. Alpha Theo had promised me this. A duel between us. Not to prove anything, not to show power, just for fun. But I knew better. There was always something more when it came to him.Since I left the omega quarters, something inside me had changed. I wanted to fight, not out of anger, not out of pain, but because it made me feel alive. It gave me control. And Theo had seen that.Before we even reached the pack house, he had sent word ahead. Now everything was ready. The field. The crowd. The moment.I adjusted my stance, feeling the light fabric of my sleeveless shirt cling to my skin. It allowed me to move freely, every muscle ready. My black trousers were tig

Theo’s POVMerilyn’s voice filled the room in a low tone as she murmured words I could not understand. The sound was soft but steady, like she was calling on something deeper than what I could see.Daphne lay still on the bed, her body unmoving, her breathing slow but uneven. I stood a few steps away, my hands clenched at my sides, my eyes fixed on her. Every second felt too long.I did not understand anything that had happened since the fight. One moment she was fine, then too strong, too fast, then hurt, then healed, then… this.My chest felt tight as I watched Merilyn work. I wanted to ask questions, too many questions, but I held back. I needed her to finish first. I needed answers that made sense.Finally, she stopped.She stood still for a moment, then turned to face me. The look on her face made my stomach drop before she even said a word.“So what’s wrong with her, Merilyn?” I asked, my voice low, almost a whisper. I was hoping for something simple. Something I could fix.But