My Alpha Stepbrother Novels & Stories

"I am not some sort of asset that should be thrown around the place. I refuse to be a party to this wedding that you are planning." I could not handle the pressure or pain of giving my heart to another man yet again. "Trust me you will love him. I am talking about Alpha Jonathan of the Queensville Pack." I froze in that minute. My heartbeat slowly began to rise, and soon it was pounding. I felt a lump in my throat and I quickly folded my fist in anger. "Alpha what?" My stepbrother? I am being handed over to the one person that I detest the most in my entire life. The moon goddess was definitely sp cruel.

I wanted to face him and slap him right in his cheeks! I put both of my hands on my hips. "Who is your brother? Kindly tell him that he is spreading fake news! Why would the alpha get in a relationship with his step-sister? That's preposterous!" I exclaimed and fanned myself using my hands. "The alpha treated his step-sister like his real sibling," I lied. "Being in a relationship with her felt like so wrong!" The child stood. It looked like he was going to cry any moment from now. "Brother never tell a lie. He said that the alpha and his step-sister were only hiding their relationship."

she says and walks away before I can respond. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to see him after school,” I call out, but she doesn’t answer. I sigh. “Alright then.” Yes, my mother’s brother—my uncle—is Alpha of our pack. He’s been Alpha ever since my grandfather was killed in battle. A neighboring pack tried to take over our land, and we lost him in the process of winning.

He was my stepbrother, two years older than me. Killian hated me. He hated seeing me smile. He hated it when I was happy. He was like a shadow always watching, waiting for me to fall. But I hated him too, because he was just a spoiled brat protected by his father's power. Luckily, he’d been away most of the past year, training outside the pack—preparing to become the next Alpha. Without him around, I could breathe a little easier. I heard that he will soon be crowned as the Alpha of this Pack, replacing his father.

And I would never be the first pick to be Alpha because I was born after him. He never worked hard. He floated through life like he was on a lazy river. He was more gifted than me, and he threw it away like he didn’t care. It disgusted me. If he ever became the Alpha, the pack would fall apart under his lazy rule within a week. And he wouldn’t care that it did. He only wanted the tutoring so that he could spend more time with Hailey. He’d seen how much it had pissed me off to see her around him, and he wanted to tease me.

I say, and tie my apron on and start my shift, and he watches me from his table the way he always does except today his watching feels like it has a purpose behind it that didn’t used to be there. During my break he asks about Knox. Not subtly – he says, “That guy who was sitting in the corner booth every day, the one with the motorcycle. Is he your...” and he trails off because he doesn’t know what word to use, and honestly neither do I because “stepbrother” doesn’t cover it and “the werewolf who has been systematically conditioning my body to respond to his voice commands” feels like a lot for a Tuesday afternoon. “He’s my mom’s fiancé’s son,” I say, which is technically accurate and compr

I picked up my phone. And glared at him, “you're an alpha too and here I am in your apartment” I sassed at him as I typed a reply for Calvin. “That's different, I am your stepbrother. I would protect you” Jethson argued, his words earned a laugh from me. “Yeah…sticking your dick in me” I chuckled, standing up. I picked up my bag, still intending to leave. “Where are you going?” He asked as he blocked my way.

Luciano stepped closer until they were face-to-face, the air between them thick with authority and challenge. “I am not only your father,” he said quietly, “but the Alpha of this pack. Think twice before you disregard my order again… or you’ll find your privileges as heir significantly curtailed.”

I preferred the head maid scolding me over facing my damn alpha brother. Or should I say, my guardian, to be exact. I don't know how he manipulated the papers to show that he was related to my family and got me adopted when he was just 18 himself. But according to the papers, he is my family, my brother, to be exact, a stepbrother, because he presented himself as the adopted child of my parents. With slow steps, I made my way to my room, being careful not to disturb the alpha, or rather, to protect myself from being discovered.

I could see my step mum from the corner of my eyes she had turn pale with rage, her fingers turning white around the bottle of wine she held. “She doesn't need to follow us.” She said giving me an icy glare. “She has never followed us so why must she come now?” My stepsisters stared at him in shock, words eluding them. “She comes.” My father said dismissively, finality in his tone. I could feel the churning in my tummy because for the very first time, I was acknowledged by my father Infront of his family. I was sure Alpha Jerry was up to something because he always did things for his own personal benefit, but what could this be about? I had no idea