All Chapters of Mated To My Alpha Prince Stepbrother: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Blackthorne estate was unusually busy that week. Samuel’s staff polished the halls until they gleamed, preparing for the Alpha Conference, a gathering that drew leaders from across the packs. Amanda had heard about it in passing, something about an annual meeting where alphas from the different packs met and talked about negotiations, territory lines, and alliances. She hadn’t thought much of it until a surprise guest arrived, throwing the entire house in a frenzy, Cassian Graveson. He wasn’t expected to arrive so soon, and certainly not alone. His father, Alpha Dominic Graveson of the Northern Reach, was supposed to represent his pack. Instead, Cassian rode into Moonridge ahead of the conference with only a single guard, his arrival causing whispers even before he stepped through the door.Amanda had been heading down the main staircase when the heavy oak doors opened. She froze halfway down, her hand gripping the banister as she saw him. Cassian Graveson was nothing like she ima

Cassian had been at Moonridge High for less than a week, and already Amanda noticed the way Skylar acted differently around him, almost hostile. The tension between them wasn’t obvious at first. Cassian seemed all warmth and charm, but beneath the teasing grin laid an intentional sharpness, he had a way of circling Skylar, one-upping him in subtle but pointed ways that often left Amanda caught in the middle.It showed during training. Amanda had come to learn that Skylar trained daily in the grounds of the Blackthorne estate. No doubt it had something to do with him being the son of the alpha and usually Amanda only stole quick glances at him as she passed by. She never lingered long enough for him to actually notice she was there, but today she was seated on a bench just on the edge of the training courtyard, watching uncomfortably, trying to avoid Skylar's eyes.Cassian had invited her. Apparently, he needed to train as well even while he was there, and he begged her till she finall

Amanda first noticed it during training. The pack students circled the field, sparring in pairs under the watchful eye of Coach Duran. Skylar was across from her, paired with one of the older boys, and she wasn’t even looking at him when the feeling struck. It was like a spark, faint but sharp, rage, coiled tight like a spring. It wasn’t hers. She knew her own anger, and this was… heavier, rawer. For a split second, she felt the slam of Skylar’s emotions echo in her chest like an aftershock, leaving her breathless. Her eyes darted to him instinctively. He had his opponent pinned, movements sharp and merciless. The tension in his shoulders bled straight into her bones. Amanda shook herself, forcing her focus back to her own partner, but the sensation lingered. And it wasn’t the last time. Later, when Cassian wandered over during a water break, casually draping an arm across her shoulders, another wave hit her: Hot, bitter jealousy.Amanda stiffened, her heart thudding too fast. The emo

The Moon Festival transformed Moonridge into something out of a dream. Lanterns glowed along every path, swaying in the cool night breeze, their golden light washing the village in warmth. Stalls brimmed with food, music pulsed from drums and flutes, and laughter filled the air as wolves and humans alike celebrated beneath the rising full moon. Amanda moved through it all as though she were watching from a distance. Her dress, chosen carefully by her mother, shimmered in the lamplight, but she still felt out of place — a human pulled away from one life and grafted awkwardly into another. Cassian, of course, didn’t notice her unease. He bounded to her side with his usual grin, tossing a candied nut into his mouth before offering her one."Try it. It’s tradition. Sweet enough to make you forget whatever’s weighing on your mind."Amanda smiled faintly, taking one, though it felt wrong in her mouth, too sweet, too heavy. Still, Cassian’s easy warmth eased her nerves, if only a little."Yo

Amanda had stopped counting the days since the Moon Festival. They blended together now, endless hours spent drifting through the halls of Blackthorne estate like a ghost. Every whisper from the pack still followed her like smoke, curling around her no matter how hard she tried to escape it but the silence at night was worse.When the house finally fell quiet, when even Celeste’s footsteps faded away, Amanda was left with nothing but her thoughts… and the faint, treacherous echo of Skylar’s presence. She still felt him. No matter how harshly he had spoken, no matter how brutally he had rejected her, there were flickers inside her that weren’t hers. Flashes of emotion: rage, restlessness, sometimes even longing, that made her heart stutter because she knew they didn’t belong to her. They belonged to him and it made no sense.---Celeste found her one afternoon, standing at her window again, staring blankly at the stretch of forest. Her mother’s voice was soft but firm."We need to talk