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Admit it, you never feel more free and alive when you're around him, even though he's a narcissistic man-slut. Whoa, okay, slow down. Sure, I’d admit that I found Ryder intriguing and attractive. But that didn’t change the fact that he was going to be my stepbrother. I wanted to confront him about these letters only so I could tell him that we needed to squash whatever feeling that was going on between us right to the ground. We need to figure out a way to exist like a normal family. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Chapter 2 Solene's pov. “Get yourself together child.” Mom said through clenched teeth close to my ear. I blinked rapidly into reality, this was real, mom actually married Alfred Campbell, and Noah, my extremely good looking bully, has become my stepbrother. This is going to be a nightmare for me. “I'm sorry.” I forced a smile at Alfred who seems to be a nice man. “No worries dear, I'm sure this comes as a shock to the both of you.” Alfred continued.

They were meant to hold. “I am just saying. I don’t feel like eating campers tonight.” My brother shuddered at the memory. It was ugly. But that was just the effect of the full moon. It made my beast feral. It drove him insane. So one night he escaped and munched on a bunch of tourists who were just camping in the forest. The news was a nightmare after that incident. “You will do just fine. I am here.” He stopped next to me, then placed a hand on my shoulder, a silent message passing through his black eyes.

I could barely breathe. The man stepped fully into the firelight. And the world seemed to stop turning. Because standing in the center of that camp. Alive. Unbroken. Watching the forest as though he already knew I was there. Was my brother.

Nyx had taken it upon herself to call me every synonym of the word coward, my usual response was to ignore her but Damien had merely cast her a dark look, that made her shut up immediately. While they argue and yell at each other about the game, I was texting my friends in the group chat as they brought me up to date on what has been happening at school. Apparently Brandon was still being as bitter as the day I left, he goes around telling anyone who cares to listen that I ran away with my step-brother because our parents found out about us.

The lakehouse was too quiet. Too far from town. Too hidden. Too dangerous. I stepped into the cabin with a duffel slung over my shoulder, already regretting every second of this trip. My dad had married their mom just six months ago, which made the seven men inside this place my stepbrothers. Not brothers by blood, but by law—and that only made it worse. They were older. Hotter. Hungrier. And they knew it. Jax looked up from the leather couch as I entered, dark eyes scanning me like I was prey. “You’re late,” he said, voice gravelly, low.

“Do not say it like that makes sense.” “It does not have to make sense to be true.” I stepped away from him. Snow crunched under my boots. My burned hand throbbed in time with my pulse. “I am human.” “Yes.” “I grew up in the borderlands.” “Yes.” “I have stolen turnips, slept in ditches, and once fought a raccoon over a piece of bread.” Ben nodded. “She won.” I pointed at him without looking. “Barely.” A few nervous laughs flickered through the camp.

"This is going to sound so wrong, so weird... I... I have feelings for someone I really shouldn’t." I bit my lip hard, watching her expression twist in anticipation. She almost burst out laughing but held herself back. "Girl! What is it? BDSM? Poly? Tell me!" I swallowed. "My stepbrother." "Holy flipping balls. Your what!?" "I know! It’s insane!" "Yeah, it is—but hey, you only live once. So... is he hot?" "Hot? He is sin. Like, walking temptation. Honestly, it’s exhausting... How do I stop myself from getting turned on just thinking about him?"