Reborn for my Step brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

TRISTAN"I am not lying, Tristan!" Maya snapped back, her face turning red with anger. "Cassie saw them. Cassie followed them, she watched them, she heard them whispering in the hallways, and she even caught Trenton sneaking into Aria's dorm room in the middle of the night using a private key!""Shut up!" I yelled, slamming my hand down on the wooden table so hard a couple of nearby students turned around to look at us. I yanked my hand back, glaring across at her with pure poison in my eyes. "Cassie is crazy! She has been obsessed with Trenton for years, and everyone knows it! She is just making up stupid stories because she's jealous that Trenton won't look at her!""It is not a story, Tristan!" Maya hissed back, leaning even closer, her eyes flashing. "Cassie heard Trenton telling Aria that he loves her. She heard them talking about how the Alpha gave them his blessing in secret! They are fated mates, Tristan. Your brother and the wolfless girl. They have been lying to your face th

THIRD PERSON "I know," Trenton murmured, his voice tight and heavy. "I saw it in his eyes too. He's not going to let this go easily, Aria. We need to be ten times more careful now. If Tristan is watching us, one wrong move could ruin everything."Meanwhile, walking down the dim hallway away from them, Tristan felt a cold, dark fury burning deep inside his stomach. He wasn't just mad anymore. The anger had settled into a hard, unbreakable resolve.He replayed the last few minutes in his head over and over again. The way Trenton had shielded Aria. The way Aria had looked at Trenton with such absolute trust and devotion. It made him sick. It made him want to rip the world apart piece by piece."He stole her," Tristan whispered to the empty walls as he walked. "He actually stole her right out from under me."For years, Tristan had convinced himself that Aria belonged to him. Even when he treated her like garbage, even when he humiliated her in front of the pack, he always believed she wa

TRISTANThe old pack archives smelled like rotting paper, damp dust, and fifty years of forgotten secrets. I stood in the narrow, pitch-black aisle of the basement library beneath the main administration building, holding a small flashlight between my teeth while my fingers flipped frantically through the heavy, leather-bound registry books.If Trenton thought he could hide his little girlfriend behind closed doors and pretend nothing was wrong, he was out of his mind. I wasn't going to stop with his hockey team. Taking away his captaincy and leaking his playbook was just a warm-up, a little game of catch-up before the real storm hit. But sitting here tonight, looking through the secret birth and bloodline records of the Winterridge pack, I knew I needed something bigger. Something permanent."Where is it?" I muttered around the plastic handle of the flashlight, my throat dry and burning from the thick dust. "There has to be something here. Every wolf in this pack has a paper trail. E

TRISTAN "Are you kidding me?" the player muttered, showing the page to his friend. "Look at this. It says Aria was the one who leaked our formations. It says she's been accessing the private files from the admin terminal.""Aria?" his friend scoffed, frowning hard. "No way. She doesn't even have a wolf. How could she hack the athletic database?""I don't know, man, but look at the access logs," the first player insisted, tapping the paper with his finger. "Her student ID number is right here. Black-and-white proof."I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing out loud. It was working. The poison was spreading. In less than an hour, the whole hockey team would see those papers. By lunchtime, the rumor mill would chew Aria up and spit her out.I turned around and walked away down the hall, my boots clicking softly against the floor. Let Trenton try to protect her now. The trap was shut, and there was no way out.. . .ARIA I sat on the edge of my bed, staring down at my hands w

ARIA"Look at me, Aria," Trenton said, his voice deep, steady, and full of absolute certainty. "Listen to me right now. You are safe. I don't care what Tristan told the pack, and I don't care what the elders say. I told my father this morning, and I'll tell him again: if they try to touch you, I am walking away from this pack. I will give up the heir title, the crown, everything. I choose you. Always."A fresh tear spilled over my lashes, but a small, watery smile touched my lips. "Trenton, you can't give up your whole life for me. That's what Tristan wants. He wants to destroy you.""Let him try," Trenton growled softly, brushing a tear away from my cheek with his thumb. "We are not going to let him win. But to stop him, we need to find out how he got our private information. Tristan couldn't have accessed the restricted archives or faked the hockey logs by himself. He had help from someone on the inside."I took a deep, shaky breath, letting his strength flow into me. I wiped my fac