Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To My Alpha Prince Stepbrother: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Amanda woke to silence. The room was still, the pale gray light of dawn creeping across the curtains. For a moment, she didn’t move, her body heavy with warmth and the lingering memory of the night before. The ache of the bond still throbbed inside her, but softer now, soothed by the reckless, desperate closeness she had shared with Skylar. She reached for him, but her hand touched only cool sheets. Her eyes snapped open. The space beside her was empty, already long abandoned, but his scent still clung faintly to the air: pine and smoke, sharp with the edge of his wolf, but the man himself was gone. Amanda sat up slowly, her chest tightening with each passing heartbeat. She told herself he had just stepped out, that he would come back, but as the minutes stretched into an hour, reality carved itself sharp inside her. She defeatedly swung her feet over the edge of the bed and slowly began her day.When she finally saw him again, it was in the main hall. Skylar stood with Tessa, his exp

Amanda sat on the edge of the training mat, her chest still heaving from sparring. Sweat soaked through her shirt, plastering it to her skin, but she hardly felt it. She stared intently at Cassian, her chest tightened, her breath caught in her throat. "What are you saying?"His gaze was steady, serious. "The bond with Skylar. I can help you break it completely, but only if you’ll let me" Amanda froze. Her world tilted, spinning between disbelief and desperate hope. Break the bond, freedom, no more searing agony every time Skylar brushed past her, no more stolen emotions bleeding into her heart. No more torment, it sounded like a dream, too good to be true and for a moment she dared to believe it but Cassian’s voice pulled her back down."If you agree to be with me, Amanda, I’ll give you a way to sever it, to give you that freedom", he told her.Her pulse pounded in her ears."Be with you?", she asked.Cassian’s lips twitched, almost pained."Not just as a friend, more. You already kn

The halls of Moonridge High were mostly empty late afternoon, save for the muted echoes of footsteps and the faint hum of voices carrying from the library. Skylar was only half-aware of where he was walking, his mind had been a storm for days, Amanda’s words and silences gnawing at him like splinters beneath his skin. He hadn’t meant to stop when he passed the library doors but the sound of Cassian’s voice, low and serious, caught his ear, pulling him to a halt. "—I don’t like it, Stace", Cassian was saying. "The more we look, the clearer it becomes. There isn’t a safer way." Skylar’s jaw tightened. He leaned closer, hidden just out of sight. Stacie’s voice came next, hushed but urgent. "Then we have to keep looking. We can’t let her even think about going through with it. You saw her face when we read those words. She’s desperate enough to try, Cassian." Skylar immediately knew they were talking about Amanda. He pressed in closely so he could hear more. "Do you really think she

The corridor outside Samuel’s chambers rattled with hurried footsteps, the scent of sweat and panic thick in the air. Bang. Bang. Bang. Marco knocked on the door heavily. Samuel opened the door swiftly. "Alpha. It's Skylar, He's–", Marco, said quickly, his chest heaving from exertion. The rest of the words fell in a rush as he told Samuel what happened at the training grounds. Samuel’s blood ran cold and in an instant he surged forward, his robe whipping around his legs as he followed Marco down the hall. His wolf was already awake, hackles raised, even before the words registered fully. Skylar had fought Cassian Graveson, fought him savagely. By the time Samuel reached the training yard, the guards had already dragged both boys apart. The scent of blood lingered heavy, copper sharp, thick as fog. Skylar’s shirt was torn, crimson smeared across his lip and cheek, his chest still rising and falling violently as he strained against the guards. Cassian, though pinned against the oppo

The storm at the Blackthorne estate hadn’t quieted since Skylar’s outburst at the conference. If anything, it had only grown. For three days, Samuel tried every method at his disposal to pull his son back into line. The punishments were harsh at first. Skylar’s training was stripped away, his privileges revoked. Guards were posted outside his chambers, the windows were sealed, and his movements monitored as though he were a prisoner in his own home but confinement only sharpened Skylar’s defiance. He paced like a caged beast, shoulders squared, golden eyes unyielding whenever Samuel entered. "You will undo this shame. You will go before the conference, before Rufus, and you will take back what you said", Samuel said on the second night. "No, I won't", Skylar’s voice was steady, and stronger for its lack of volume. "You think this is about you?", Samuel snapped, his voice edged. "Do you think your desires outweigh the needs of this pack? Moonridge’s survival depends on alliances lik