Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Christabel’s POV“Harder, please…oh!” Joan cried from inside the room, her voice high and broken, full of heat and want. I froze in the hall, my hand still raised, my mind still set on telling her I was leaving for Alpha Demetrius pack. But here she was, already in the arms of her sex toy. “Fuck Liam you’re so good..” I had not even knocked yet, but I already knew what I had walked into, and the sound alone made my chest twist with anger and shame. I pushed the door hard with my palm, letting it slam so they would know I was there. The sounds stopped at once, like the room itself had gone still. I stepped closer, my teeth clenched, my blood boiling. “I am already leaving, you whore,” I said loud enough for her to hear, my voice sharp and cold.There was a pause, then her calm voice floated back to me like nothing had happened. “Enjoy yourself, sis. Love you.”That was it. No shame. No care. I turned and walked away before I said something I could not take back. I did not look back on

Daphne’s POVThe day had been long and rough, moving from one chore to another without rest, and by the time the sun began to sink my legs felt heavy like they no longer belonged to me, yet no matter how tired my body was my mind refused to rest because Theo stayed there, deep in my thoughts, steady and bright like a flame I could not put out. Last night had been magical in a way I had never known before, and I found myself wishing he did not have other duties pulling him away from me, because if he did not we would have stayed by the lake longer, maybe until the stars filled the sky and the water turned cold around our feet.I could not stop thinking about the way he kissed me, slow at first then deep and full, like he was trying to tell me everything his words could not say, and even when I closed my eyes to work I could still feel it, even in my dreams, the heat of it and the way my heart had raced so hard it scared me. The way he looked at me after, like I was the only thing he

Christabel’s POV“Alpha Demetrius!” the crowd kept shouting, their voices rising like thunder as he stepped into the field, and I could see it clearly in the way they looked at him, the pride in their eyes, that this was a leader they loved with their whole hearts. He moved with calm strength, every step steady, every breath controlled, like the ground itself respected him. “The great Alpha Demetrius of the Ice Stone pack,” someone yelled, and the cheers grew louder.He stopped in front of me, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body even with the cool air around us, and he smiled in a way that made my chest tighten without warning.“You had the chance to pick anyone,” he said softly. “Why did you choose me?”I lifted my chin, gripping my spear tighter, refusing to let him see how much his presence was affecting me. “I want to see how strong you are,” I replied, then added with a small smirk, “and if you can truly handle me later.”His brow lifted. “What did you say?”“I d

Theo’s POVI was satisfied, yes, but not fully, because a part of me still wanted more than I should want, wanted to pull her closer and forget the world for a while longer. Still, for the first time in a long time, I felt calm and light, like something heavy had finally lifted from my chest. We lay on the bed, her head resting against me while my arm stayed around her back. The room was quiet, and the slow sound of her breathing filled the space between us. My mind, however, was not quiet at all, because too many thoughts were moving at once, each one heavier than the last.She had seen me.She had seen my eyes turn red, had seen my fangs, had seen the part of me I spent years hiding from the world. And yet she was still here, still touching me, still breathing against my skin like nothing had changed. That alone felt unreal, like I would wake up any moment and find myself alone again. “I know you saw me, Daphne,” I said softly, my fingers moving through her hair in slow strokes.

Daphne’s POVLater that night, I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Merilyn’s words kept repeating in my head, each one cutting deeper than the last. I hugged my pillow tightly as if it could ground me, but nothing helped.I thought about Theo and the times I had seen him look tired, distant, like he was fighting something no one else could see. I remembered how his eyes sometimes carried sadness even when he smiled, and how careful he was with everyone around him. Was this the reason? Was this the monster he kept locked inside? Oh goddess, I wanted to help him so badly, but everything about this felt like a trap with no clear end. If I died, then what was the point of all my struggles? What was the point of fighting to be seen, to be chosen, to become something more? This was too much for my heart to hold. I turned on my side, pulling the covers closer as memories of him flooded my mind. The warmth of his touch, the way he called me his Cherry with a softness t