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He yelled. I left, slamming the door behind me. And as I approached my room, my mind kept racing. My frustration collided with a sense of confusion, leaving me on the verge of tears. The hallway felt like a narrow corridor of this tension. What do you do when you get involved in a fight with your step brother with whom you have a thing for? This is way more painful than cramps. I can't believe this is happening to me. I can't believe my fantasy is slowly turning into a nightmare.

"And I am your Luna. Forever." He kissed me. A pure kiss full of promises. Under the full moon, on the land that once bled because of us, we finally found peace. My stepbrother, My alpha mate. THE END!

The family camping trip was already a mess, too many bags, and not enough space, and everyone snapping at each other after hours of setting up in the dark forest. I stood by the pile of sleeping bags, my arms crossed, feeling the cold bite my bare legs under my shorts. "Are you serious? That tent’s tiny, Mom, we’re not thin notanymore," I said, glancing at Jake, my stepbrother, who was tossing another log onto the fire, his broad shoulders flexing under his flannel shirt. Temmy, my best friend since high school, stood next to me, her ponytail swinging as she raised an eyebrow, clearly just as annoyed.

I take a deep breath as the camp comes into view, a flurry of activity between the cabins. I watch in horror as I see my brother's beloved Ford start, sputtering once or twice before it drives out of the camp, fellow recruits waving their goodbyes after it. My brother was leaving.

We encountered a flat tire that delayed everything, I was so pissed but what could I have done, typical things. When we arrived, I was so shocked on meeting my stepbrother. Though I musked it, I could really wrap my head around why the moon goddess decided to grant me Nathan Mathews as my step brother. My rival back in campus, as much as I never really wanted to give him the benefit of doubt, I could feel how strong his wolf was. I could see the hate in his eyes as he saw me walk right through his door and there's no goddamn thing he could do about it.

More opportunities to torture me publicly while being obsessed with me privately. "That sounds wonderful," Mom said happily, completely oblivious to the undercurrent of tension. "It'll be good for you to make some friends in the pack, sweetheart." I forced myself to nod and smile while my mind raced with the implications of spending three evenings a week being "trained" by my stepbrothers who'd had me screaming their names in the forest less than twenty-four hours ago. The rest of dinner passed with talk about pack business and upcoming events, and I contributed as little as possible while trying not to think about what midnight would bring.

Corleone pov I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning on the large bed that smelled too clean and unfamiliar. I hissed, hating the picture that kept reoccurring in my head. Every time I closed my eyes, it was the same eyes that looked unreadable and dangerous. My stepbrother. The new head of my department. Life clearly hated me. I rolled out of the bed, slipping into cotton shorts that barely covered my ass and the same tank top I wore to dinner except that it was braless.

Just silence that echoed louder than any words. I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face, scrubbing at my skin like I could erase the memories. But Ian’s voice haunted me. “If I kiss you, will you stop this?” I touched my lips. His lips had been…warm. Unexpected. Dangerous. God. Why couldn’t I forget? He’s a jerk. A playboy. My stepbrother. This shouldn’t have happened. But no matter how many times I repeated it in my head, the heat under my skin refused to fade. I stepped into the shower, hoping to rinse it all away.

CONTENT: Rough sex, bondage, stepdad, daughter. CHAPTER 1 I yawned, then picked up a large stick and began to stoke the campfire. The sun was beginning to set in the sky, casting strange shadows over the floor. My stepdad, my mother and I had only been camping once before and it was back when I was very small. I think it was around the time that my mom had first met my stepdad. I suppose she thought it would have been a nice family bonding session, and from what I remember it kind of was. I enjoyed hiking through the forests, swimming in the lakes, and singing songs around the campfire at night time.

He pointed out the obvious. Despite the air condition in the car, I was sweating profusely for some goddamn reason. I hated the fact I couldn’t control myself around my step-brother. My body always betrays me anytime he is near. “I…I am fine.” I forced out as I looked out the window for some fresh air. Gawd……this whole camp idea was totally a wrong idea. How do I survive three freaking days with my step-brother this close? “Are you sure you’re okay?” Killian’s deep voice sent a signal straight to my pussy. I had to squeeze my legs shut to stop my panties from getting so wet.