All Chapters of Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Theo’s POVI grabbed a clean towel and wiped the remaining blood off my hands, my thoughts already racing. They were pushing again, like they always did…pressuring me to choose, to produce an heir, to bind myself to a woman I barely trusted.As I looked back at Jacob’s beaten body, something darker stirred inside me. The elders wanted an heir. But what they didn’t know was that the one woman who could give them that might just be the only one I couldn’t control.I walked into the meeting room and all the elders were already there, seated like judges around the long table.m. I took my place and waited, but the moment they began to speak, my head filled with fog. Their voices folded over each other and the words blurred. Men I had known for years looked at me and talked, and I could not catch half of what they said. They kept repeating the same warning, the same threat about my throne. If I could not provide an heir, they said, my rule would be questioned, my decisions overturned. The

Theo’s POV“As you wish,” I said, my tone even. “I’ll invite them right away. But don’t say I didn’t warn you. Christabel has claws, and Joan’s worse when she’s angry.”Demetrius laughed, deep and amused. “I can handle them. I’ve dealt with worse.”“I hope so,” I replied quietly. “Because if you can’t, they’ll tear your pack apart before the next full moon.” I picked up the old landline phone on my desk even though I could have just mindlinked Christabel. She was my personal warrior, always a thought away. But I wanted to look professional in front of Alpha Demetrius. He was visiting from another pack, and first impressions mattered. I dialed her number slowly, feeling the weight of his stare on me.“Hey, Christabel,” I said when she picked up. “I need you in my office right now. Bring your sister too.”I didn’t wait for her to answer. I hung up and leaned back in my chair. Demetrius sat across from me, smiling in that calm, controlled way that made people uneasy. His presence fille

Daphne’s POV“Must you always be stubborn, Daphne? Can’t you just listen for once?” He grabbed my arms and pulled me close to him, his grip strong and warm against my skin. His voice rose slightly, but it wasn’t loud. It was the kind that came from frustration, not fury. “You never think before you act. You’re always trying to prove something.” I lifted my chin, staring straight into his eyes. “Maybe next time you want to pass a message, say it softly,” I whispered, biting my lower lip to hide my grin. He looked like he was about to explode, his chest rising and falling fast. “You think everything is a game, don’t you?”“No,” I said, pulling myself from his grip. “I just think you talk to me like I’m one of your soldiers. I’m not. I’m a woman. And I’m your mate. You don’t get to use that tone with me anymore.”He stared at me for a long moment, his eyes dark, his lips pressed tight. For a second, I thought he’d shout, but instead he just sighed and stepped back.“You’re impossible,

Theo’s POVHer lips pressed against my ear before I could move back, soft and warm, and then her tongue moved slowly up and down the edge of it in a way she knew drove most men insane. A shiver shot through me so fast I had to grip the side of the bed just to steady myself. She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew how to touch, where to kiss, and how to twist a man’s control until it cracked.She made sexy sounds as she kissed my whole face with her warm body pressed against mine. I could feel her hard nipples, and I was so tempted to suck them and watch her moan and scream my name like that was the only thing she could voice out. She slid her fingers down to her pussy and rubbed it slowly, looking deep into my eyes. “I’m so wet for you, Theo,” she whispered and then licked her pussy juice off her fingers. Fuck! Christy is killing me right now.“Do you want to watch me touch myself daddy? I could do anything for you, anything just for you to fuck the hell out of me,” she moaned

Daphne’s POVI walked back toward the omega quarters with my heart dragging inside my chest like it had become too heavy to carry. I could still see it in my mind, clearer than the moon above me. I kept replaying it again and again, each memory sharper than the last, cutting deeper every time.All the times he acted like he cared, like he wanted me safe, like he wanted me to fight and rise out of this place, what was that for now? What was the point of all his words? Why push me, why protect me, why hold me like I mattered if he was going to throw himself at other women the moment I turned my back? I shouldn’t be worried, but my chest hurt. I shouldn’t be crying, but tears were already burning behind my eyes. I wiped them fast, refusing to let even one fall. If I cried now, it would mean he mattered more than my own life. It would mean I was weak. “Daphne, wait up!” Harper’s voice came from behind me, her steps fast as she tried to catch up.I didn’t turn. I couldn’t speak. My throa