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That feeling will go away once Mom moves in with my sister. "Hey." I slap the arm of the couch he’s on and that seems enough to bring him back to the present. His eyes find mine and he gives me a small smile that looks almost forced. "Hey. Did she answer?" "Yeah. Um– don’t think she wants to talk to me." I bite the inside of my left cheek as I settle on the second couch, and he nods. "That’s expected. Give her time. It’s not every day your stepfather divorces your mom and you’re moving out the next second. I’m sure she’s pretty shaken."

Taking my arms under his, he lifted me from the bed and said, "Last time I'll shower you too." In his arms, he takes me to my bathroom and bathes me. We both showered and a few minutes later, he came out. He helped in change the bed cover then he dressed me up. All of this, I was surprised at myself. I think I have just started going crazy just by looking at my stepdad. In the bed, where I lay I muttered, "Don't come any closer Aiden. Let's pretend nothing happened this tonight, I feel so... this is my mom's love, my mother loves you."

My step father had three sons with his ex wife who had also died while giving birth , they were three triplets and they were going to my brothers after this , but I didn’t mind . I didn’t care if we had a nice relationship or not , but it’s not as if I was going to live here for long , since I already met my wolf Sara , I am pretty sure that before I turn 20 I would meet my mate and so I would be out . The thought of meeting my own mate alone made me excited . “ I know the moon goddess made the right decisions when she chose you as my second chance mate , you are my everything and I am so ready to do this with you “ my step dad vowed to break me out of my thoughts.

My mood gut ruined the moment she added my step father to the equation. Cas and I were born by the same father but he died the day Cas was born after his death, Aaron (my step father) took it upon himself to take good care of our family but he never liked me, even when I tried to do so many things to please him but he has never been convinced by all my doings instead he would look for a way to talk down on me and make me feel less of myself.

I could hardly wait to see Antonio at the altar, to take his hand in mine and promise to love him forever. Father was smiling happily as he walked me down the aisle. His pride and joy are evident in every step he takes. I glanced over at my stepmother, Stephanie, who was seated in the front row. Her expression was unreadable, a slight smirk playing on her lips, making my heart skip in fear. I dismissed the weird feelings as I saw it as a feeling of nervousness. Stephanie and I have never been close ever since my father chose her as his mate after the death of my mother but I make peace with her, believing she genuinely loves my father and my father's happiness matters a lot to me.

I tell my step Dad but he only drags me through the front door and then down the stairs, out of the convenience store. “I’m not your father! You’re dead to me!... pathetic!” I’m left all alone in the street with no family and no friends to turn to. I had never been the type to keep friends and the ones I had made while I was working, I had to leave because Jason didn’t want me working or seeing them.

" Leaving the house, I let the cool evening air wash over me. My feet carried me aimlessly, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I realized it, I found myself standing outside the old house at the Midnight pack. My mind could not help but wander to those beautiful days I spent here with my parents, now step parents. I learnt so many things here ànd experienced the best childhood here. It's such a shame that the people who lived here were no longer the same. They changed, I changed, everything changed. The door creaked open, revealing my stepmother. Her eyes narrowed upon seeing me. "Mia," she spat, venom dripping from her tone. "What are you doing here?" "I... I … " I stammered,no

But it was far from the simple, innocent connection I wanted it to be. He was my mate. The father of my unborn pup. But Alpha Lucien, my stepfather, the man who had claimed me as his own, had just seen us. The kiss. The undeniable spark between Kael and me. A shiver ran through every corner of my body, but it wasn’t from the chill in the air. It was the weight of what that moment meant. “Go to your apartment,” Kael’s voice was low, rough with urgency, as he stepped back from me.

I reply flatly. "Too bad. It sounded like one in my ears." Of course it did. My father and I have always clashed. People say I’m his favorite because I’m his only son. But at the same time, he can’t stand me... because I’m the one who isn’t afraid to call him out on his bullshit. My father lies, steals and destroys. The devil works hard, Alaric Knight works harder. Stephanie is standing between us, eagerly waiting for this drizzling rain to transform into a raucous storm.

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis