All Chapters of Married To My Ex’s Step-Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

POV: RoxanaThe door to the Alpha’s private study slammed shut behind us, cutting off the distant murmurs of the crowd. Magnus walked straight to his massive desk, completely ignoring me as he poured himself a glass of dark liquor. The room felt incredibly small with his towering, muscular frame dominating the space.I stood near the door, my hands clenched at my sides to stop them from shaking. The reality of what I had just done hit me, making my lungs squeeze tightly. I had just traded a cheating step-son for a ruthless tyrant who could crush my throat with one hand.Magnus downed his drink in one swallow, setting the crystal glass on the wood with a sharp thud. He leaned back against the desk, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he stared at me. His dark eyes scanned me from head to toe, dissecting my weak stance."You look like you are about to faint, Roxana," Magnus stated coldly, his deep voice vibrating through my chest. "Where is that fierce courage you showed in the c

POV: RoxanaThe master bedroom was dark, lit only by the flickering light of a dying fireplace. I stood near the edge of the massive canopy bed, my skin shivering beneath the thin silk nightgown I had been given. The door opened with a heavy thud, and Magnus walked inside, shutting the world out behind him.He didn't look at me with passion or desire; his eyes were completely cold as he undo his black royal wear. He tossed it onto a chair, revealing his broad, heavily scarred chest and the intimidating frame of a seasoned warrior. The sheer weight of his dominant Alpha aura immediately flooded the room, making it hard to take a full breath."Sit," Magnus commanded, his deep voice echoing through the silence in the room. He didn't move toward me; he simply went and stood by the desk, pouring two glasses of amber liquid. I swallowed hard and sat on the edge of the mattress, my fingers gripping the silk fabric tightly.He walked over and handed me a glass, his large fingers brushing ag

POV: RoxanaI kept my head held high as I walked into the grand dining room, refusing to let the guards see my hands shaking. The heavy silver crown felt like ice against my scalp after the Seer’s brutal decree. Victoria and Celeste were already seated at the long table, their daughters whispering loudly as I took my seat at the head."Look at the little dead girl walking," Iris sneered, intentionally clinking her silver fork against her porcelain plate. "Ninety days to get pregnant or she loses her head at the chopping block. I wonder if she has even figured out how to make a man look at her yet.""Be quiet, Iris," Celeste said, though her fake smile was filled with absolute mockery as she looked at me. "Our new Luna needs to focus on her duties instead of listening to your childish teasing. After all, her life depends entirely on her ability to breed a pup before the next full moon."I gripped my linen napkin under the table, my knuckles turning white as I stared directly back at t

POV: RoxanaI stood in front of the tall mirror and brushed my long hair. My neck was covered in dark red marks from Magnus, last night.I put on a high-collared blue dress to hide the marks from the vipers. If Victoria and Celeste saw them, they would laugh and call me a breeding animal. I picked up my crown from the table and placed it on my head.A quiet knock came at my bedroom door, making me jump. I walked over and opened it to find two young servants holding a silver tray with hot food. "Your breakfast, Luna," the first girl said, keeping her eyes on the floor."Who prepared this food?" I asked, keeping my voice flat and cold. I remembered what Magnus told me last night about food. I could not trust a single plate in this house."The head cook made it, Luna," the second girl whispered, her hands shaking. "The Alpha’s personal guard watched her cook every single part of it, and a maid also tasted it.""Leave it on the table and go," I said, stepping back to let them in. They p

POV: RoxanaAs soon as we got to Magnus' chamber, he backed me to the wall.He stood so close I could feel the heat coming off his body. His dark eyes searched my face, waiting for an answer I did not have ready."I asked you a question, Roxana," he said, his voice low and dangerous in the empty hallway. "What is happening between you and that witch?"I forced my chin up, refusing to let him see the panic building in my chest. "I already told you, Alpha," I said. "I am trying to convince her to share fertility remedies. It is not easy. She does not trust wolves."Magnus studied me for a long moment, his jaw tight. "I only kept quiet after you lied because it was valid, if you had told them the truth, you would have been beheaded immediately. But my concern now is that you are also lying to me. Ophelia smelled old magic on you today," he said. "Not fresh magic from touching a cell door, Roxana. Old magic. The kind that comes from years of contact."My heart dropped straight into my sto