Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother Novels & Stories

"I have no doubt you would, Alex, were you bullied as a child?" "Yeah, it lasted a couple of years, people making fun of me and pushing me around because I was a female alpha. It was something that had never happened before, and people tend to reject that kind of thing. They mocked me because my parents were alcoholics, and took their anger out on me as well as each other, but eventually, I hit my breaking point; I stopped caring what others thought of me, and when my biggest bully came back to try and poke fun at me again, I broke his wrist." "What's his name?"

There were a few Alphas who could threaten him, even though he was a beta. His status as one of the best sportsmen in our academy wasn't fake. But he wouldn't look so pathetic for nothing, right? Stephen hooked our arms and rested his head on my shoulder. He glanced at the Alpha, whose eyes were wavering at the moment. He clearly looked embarrassed, too. What had happened? "Did you bully my friend?" I decided to question the Alpha. Alpha were terrorists anyway! The Alpha seemed flustered. His eyes skittered around, but he forced himself to straighten and shook his head. "I'm sorry. I really didn't know he was..." He paused, and his face turned even more embarrassed.

I was an intruder. “Enough, Stephen!” Kingsley’s voice rang with unyielding authority. “Your mother’s death was not his fault. He was my Beta, my brother-in-arms. You are the future Alpha—start acting like it.” Stephen held my gaze a moment longer, his dark eyes like a storm waiting to break. Then, with a muttered curse, he spun on his heel and stalked up the grand staircase. The slam of his door sent a shudder through the walls. I flinched.

I smirked at him. “I know you won’t, you are not a bad Alpha,” “So you think, Alphas are the bad guys,” “I don’t think so, I know so, betas are the bad guys.” “Does that mean your brother is a bad guy?” I giggled at his words, I didn’t even remember how the sound of my laughter felt, I had been crying for so long. “Stop being mean?” I grabbed the side of his tummy, twitching it so hard, he flinched and I laughed.

He let out softly as he kept on driving, seemingly not liking my silence. “My previous alpha wasn’t nearly as lenient or fair,” I told him softly. “Bullying was a common occurrence, and I was on the receiving end of it most of the time. He never cared to make me feel at home although that pack had been home up till my sixteenth birthday. I mean, after I couldn’t shift, nothing remained the same.” The alpha’s grip on the wheel turned went from relaxed and controlled to tight and angry in a nanosecond. “I am not comparing you two, alpha. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to anger you,” I hurried to say.

“This is not bullying at all.” I am just trying to get my justice. When they beat and abuse me, it’s discipline but when I fight back, it’s bullying. “I will just let it slide because you are my daughter and I think you are sad because I let the alpha prince take you away from us, your loving family, but I am telling you not to do this again. You know your sister. She’s a very sweet girl who loves each one of us. I don’t want you to hurt her in any way, you understand me?”

My reserved nature wouldn't allow me to express it openly, but I was thrilled she'd found love. In this moment, surrounded by my pack, I knew our family was whole. We'd weathered storms and emerged stronger. As her brother, I vowed to protect and cherish this bond, ensuring our family remained a sanctuary of love and support. I've known the sting of being torn, though I've never revealed it. The pain of being mocked and belittled still lingers. It began when Gabe was announced as Alpha. My friends, or so I thought, laughed at me, saying I was nothing compared to my brother. They ridiculed my lack of position, emphasizing Gabe's superiority.

“Anyone who tries to bully you, come to me or my brothers. Even Trenton hates bullies so go to him, he might not talk to you but he’d make sure it never happens again.” I was right about that too. He was ready to fight and probably the mother brothers too but that would be asking for too much. I was already partaking in a wealth I had no right to, and now they fight for me? No, I would not let it happen. They did not need to always be focusing on my life when they had theirs to pay attention to. Moreover who knows? I might be lucky here. No one would notice me or even if they did, they’ll not want to mess with the Alpha’s stepdaughter. Maybe that was enough. I could not let myself be carried

"Stepbrother." "Right…stepbrother." She said it with the precise careful neutrality of someone who had clocked exactly what that distinction meant and was choosing not to make a thing of it yet. "He's obviously terrifying. In like, the way that makes your stomach drop even when he's just walking through a hallway." "That's the alpha aura," I said. "Sure," she said, nodding slowly. "Completely normal feeling that has nothing to do with anything. And then there's the wife—"

"In everything that happened, you're asking her if she's okay? What about me? I was the one who was humiliated, not her.” "Sweetheart, you know she's the strongest she-wolf we have. We have to make sure she's fine," my father said, and my sister let out a frustrated hiss. "And you both shouldn't worry, okay. I'll deal with the Alpha boys," he reassured us. I shook my head, "Father, let it slide. It's all my fault," I said, trying to die this matter. The truth was, I didn't want anything to happen to Richard - not when we had a deal that was crucial to me. Once we finalized this deal, we'd be able to get even closer but Richard doesn't know.