Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother
“You think I don’t see you breaking? Every time you bow, every time you choke down fury, it kills me.”
“It kills me too,” I whispered back. “But if we break now, we lose everything.” Our foreheads brushed. We didn’t kiss. The tension between us was a living thing, sharp and unbearable.
The next day Magnus summoned me privately. He spoke softly, like a father coaxing a child. “You remind me of someone. My son, before the spell steadied him. Reckless. Burning.” He clasped my shoulder with mock affection. “Stay loyal, and perhaps I’ll free you when this is over.” I forced myself to nod, bile rising in my throat.
Hot Chapters