Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother Novels & Stories

I cry. “You must feel something or you wouldn’t be such a mess. Would you like to talk to me about it?” She asks. “Noah, my stepbrother. He’s hard to handle because we live together. His bedroom is next to mine, but then there is Ryder and…uh…mom…I saw them kissing, but it only made me want to be with both of them more. Then the playboy Alpha…he’s flirting and he’s cute, but he..I can’t imagine entertaining him because I know he must have a fated mate and he’s already such a fuckboy,” I explain through sobs.

I can’t even imagine founding out that your given mate by goddess was married to your brother. It is unimaginable to be rejected by your mate, the sadness you feel by loosing your mate. It’s like he lost a part of himself, no let me correct it, he lost a part of himself. He must have been heartbroken but does this making it right killing two people and trying to kill a kid? Of course, no. Wolfs are really possessive of their mates and seeing yours with your brother it sure triggers you but killing them and an innocent child is madness. I was processing all that being quiet. ‘’she was just mated with the wrong brother’’ my aunt spoke again. She was really missing her little sister and she was

This was utterly fucked up. That dangerous, stubborn little stepsister of mine—despite every single boundary I had tried to set, despite the distance I had tried to keep in that apartment—had somehow managed to crawl straight into my fucking head in the worst, most toxic way possible. She was doing something to me. My control was slipping, completely fracturing down to the raw stone, and the terrifying truth settled deep into my gut: I was slowly becoming obsessed with my own stepsister. I was fucking playing right into Mirabelle's card...

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

“Mate. My mate. Stop running from what we are.” My wolf surged forward, howling in agreement as the fated bond flared white-hot. I gasped, arching into his touch even as fear spiked through me. Anyone could walk in….; the staff, his fiancée Brielle, my own mother. We were step-siblings now. Forbidden. But none of that mattered when his lips hovered a breath from mine. I wanted him to ruin me all over again— “Mommy?” The dream shattered. I jolted upright, elbow sending fabric swatches flying. My heart hammered, skin damp with sweat. The dim studio lamp cast long shadows over mood boards and sketches. Kade Blackwood stared back from the open business magazine…. sharp jaw, cold commanding prese

And me, walking into the pack house with the biggest secret of all, would be al shades of wrong to every party involved. “Mom, please,” I tried again, hoping she'd listen. “You’re overthinking this.” She looked at me with disbelief. “Overthinking? Your sister is about to bind her life to a man who isn't sure about her.” As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. I grabbed the edge of the kitchen table to steady myself. “She likes him,” I said. “And he's her mate. He wouldn't hurt her.” “That’s not enough,” she replied. “The mate bond is built. Not decided in one week of ceremonies and rituals.”

She’d also been there when Ashton had kissed me, a moment that now felt like a cruel dream. My throat tightened. Could I trust her? She was Ashton’s mother. Her loyalty… where did it lie? The pack hierarchy dictated it should lie with her Alpha mate and her Alpha son. Not with the unwanted omega stepdaughter. Tears threatened again, a humiliating sign of my weakness. I fought them back, swallowing hard. “It was… the science project,” I forced out, keeping my gaze lowered. “Mr. Henderson paired me with… with someone difficult. It… didn’t go well.” Vague. Safe.

What a sweet temptation. And now, mother had just made things more complicated with this marriage. Probably the first man I’ve come to hate to love, and love to hate, the first man that has stirred my sinful desires in years, was now going to be my stepbrother. I almost chuckled at the sound of it. It didn’t sound right. I could imagine myself talking about him and telling people he’s my stepbrother. The same man I used to talk about with so much spite and resentment in my voice. The same man who gave me the best night of my life just some days ago. That man, Dame Casian, was now going to be my stepbrother.

, Lucien remained slightly behind them, his typically composed look abolutely shattered as he looked at me in disbelief. Mate. The word resonated in my mind three separate times, with an unheard violent force snapping the bond into place that nearly took me to the brink of unconsciousness. Kael turned around in disbelief his eyes on his three stepbrothers, understanding exactly what the sudden change in the room indicated. “What are you three doing here? You are not allowed to come into the ceremonial hall tonight.”

I shut my eyes, hoping, fervently hoping this really wasn’t happening. “Um, mum,” I breathed out softly but loud enough for it to catch her attention. “Um, I- um- I need to get something in my room. Please excuse me.” I didn’t wait for her response before I spun around and made my way to room, my legs hitting the stairs as quickly as I could. My breath was heavy as I shut the door behind me, slumping onto my bed to process everything that had just happened. Something was wrong somewhere. I wasn’t supposed to find my mate. And even if I was lucky enough to find him, he definitely wasn’t supposed to be my stepbrother.