All Chapters of Stepbrother Alphas : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The silver bars hummed with a low electric charge the second the clock struck midnight. I sat on the cold stone bench in the deep dungeon cell, wrists still raw from the council cuffs. Footsteps echoed down the narrow hall. A tall figure stopped outside the bars. Darius Crowe. His smirk cut through the dim light like a bad memory."Avery," he said smooth, gripping one bar. "Midnight visit from the future. You look too good for a traitor cell. The silver lining keeping your Fenrir blood in check?"I stood slow, keeping distance. "Darius. What do you want? Council send you to gloat? Victor is in coma and they still think I did it."He laughed low, eyes tracing the silver walls. "Council is split. I came on my own. Heard about the synthetic frame. Smart play by the Ring but sloppy. I can make it all go away. One signature and you walk free tonight."I crossed my arms, heart kicking fast

The safehouse door had barely clicked shut when Avery grabbed Ezra by the collar and shoved him against the wall. "Enough games," she said, eyes blazing in the low light. "That wound on your side. You did not get it from any guard. Tell me the truth right now, Ezra. Why did you stab yourself?"Ezra winced but did not push her away. I stood frozen near the kitchen counter, Jax right beside me. The room smelled like old wood and gun oil. "Avery, let him breathe," I said. "We just pulled you from that cell. Give him a second.""No," she snapped back fast. "He has been bleeding for us since the breakout. I wrapped it in the van but something is off. Ezra, talk. You owe me that much after blowing the prison plan wide open."Ezra slid down into a chair, pressing fresh gauze to his side. "Fine. You want it straight? I stabbed myself. Knife in deep enough to sell the story. My father thinks

The radio crackled to life with the worst news yet. "Blackthorn brothers declared rogues. Massive bounty on Damien, Jax, Ezra, and the Fenrir girl Avery. Alive preferred. Dead accepted. The Alpha Council has spoken."I slammed my fist on the table. "They just painted targets on all of us. Listen up. We do not run. We hit back hard. The grand archives hold the truth about Avery's father. We go tonight."Avery spun from the window. "Damien, a bounty that big means every pack hunter is coming. You really want to charge the archives? That place is a fortress."I stepped close to her. "Exactly why we hit it. They declared us rogues to bury the truth. Your father's death was ordered from inside the council. We steal the records and expose them. Jax, you in?"Jax cracked his knuckles. "All in. I am done playing defense. Those bastards called us rogues after we saved you. I say we blow their

My hands trembled so hard the stolen folder nearly slipped to the floor. Everything I believed about who I was just exploded in my face.I stood in the dim back room of Jax's safe house, the single bulb swinging above us like it might drop any second. Jax leaned against the cracked wall, arms crossed, watching me. His jaw was tight. He had risked his neck to get this file, and now we both knew why."Tell me this is some sick joke," I said, my voice cracking.Jax shook his head. "Read it again, Avery. It's all there in black and white."I flipped the page, eyes burning. "Lila Voss. Barren. Syndicate agent planted twenty-two years ago. Infiltration protocol. No biological children possible." My stomach twisted. "She lied to me my whole life. Called me her daughter. Raised me like I belonged to her."Jax stepped closer, his boots scraping the concrete. "Keep going. The next part is worse."

The rain hammered the warehouse roof like a thousand angry fists, matching the storm ripping through my chest as I shoved the heavy door open and faced them head on."You all knew," I said, my voice cutting through the space like a blade. Water streamed off my clothes onto the concrete floor. "Every single one of you."Damien stood near the old metal table, his arms crossed tight over his chest, jaw set like he was bracing for a fight. Jax leaned back against a stack of crates, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes flicking away from mine. Ezra perched on the worn arm of the couch, fingers tapping nervously on his knee."Avery, hold on a second," Damien said, taking one step forward but stopping when he saw my face. "What exactly did Victor say at the hospital? You look ready to tear this place apart."I wiped rain from my eyes, breathing hard. "He woke up and grabbed me by the throat. Told me straight that you three alread