My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret Novels & Stories

One line of text: "You killed the wrong brother. The real Alpha King is still coming." My blood went cold

My stepbrother stared at a picture of me while he jerked off. He moaned my name while he stroked his thick veiny cock. I watched through the small crack in the door. My head was light and my heart was pounding madly in my chest. What had I walked into? “Dahlia.” he whispered, his voice was raw and desperate. I was watching something that was sick and twisted, and I couldn't look away. I should have left, I should have turned back and ran straight for my room

I felt betrayed by my father’s inaction, but what followed cut me even deeper. My uncle, whom I was as close to as my own father, took the opportunity to try to seize the Alpha position. The pack was divided, and the internal struggle dragged on for months. Some despised my uncle for taking advantage of the situation, while others lost hope that my father would ever recover. Fortunately, my father’s wolf regained its strength before it was too late. He reclaimed his position as Alpha and exiled his brother from the pack without hesitation. – If Father’s wolf had not awoken just in time, he would have lost his role and put the entire pack in jeopardy.

“Who does? It looks to me like you just do whatever you want when your Alpha is away. Do you honestly think a rogue killed your Beta?” The warriors shuffle around uncomfortably and start to give each other suspicious looks. “He confessed,” the Delta says. “Of course he confessed, you idiot. It makes him look tough. No. One of your own killed Beta Tyler.” “The spirit wolf-” one of the warriors starts, but the Delta quickly cuts him off. “No. Alpha Jericho is right. She can’t inflict wounds like that. We have an impostor. We need to flush him out.” Right away, the warriors start to bicker. Smiling to myself, I grab the rogue, and simply step back into the dead zone without anyone noticing. “Am

he sneered pacing the room, he felt worked up suddenly. “Am I wrong or is it assumptions on my part, if not why do you smack me for saying the truth for what it is? You have soiled our bed and made me the scapegoat.” “You have not seen anything yet, a murderer pretending to be the victim. I will ensure you pay with your last breath for killing my father.” Alpha Damien's face remained hardened, his eyes filled with a cold resolve. He stormed off, leaving Stephanie alone with her broken heart, *************

I asked flatly. There was a pause. I couldn’t see his eyes beneath the bandage, but I felt his surprise ripple in the air. He hadn’t expected the question, not like that. For once, I had thrown him off balance. He shrugged, stepping further into the room, his boots scraping against the floor. “I thought you might have heard. I’m Alpha now.” His voice carried arrogance, like venom dripping slow. “Our father finally had the sense to recognize where true power lies. You’ve lost, brother. But don’t fret. I’m not cruel. I’d be willing to give you a place—some work at the cottage, perhaps. We could use your strength. It would be… a noble contribution.”

He went about life wishing he was dead, so, I granted him that wish. And with Charlie’s help, I became Hector instead. Becoming an Alpha is extremely rare, so that was unattainable for me as Evan Montague. But Hector was in the national registry of Alphas. With his name, nobody doubted me because when they looked it up, they saw me there. I expanded his pack, and moved to the city. He had a shit ton of money, which I used to make the right investments and get to know the right people. Phillippa was among them, and I was soon shown in newspapers and articles. But our job wasn’t as clean. It can never be, because in the old records of Hector, his face is there, not mine. And if the authorities

Born, not bitten – which apparently matters – and that Dominic is the same thing, which hits me like a second shockwave before the first one has finished passing through me, and that the MC isn’t just a motorcycle club, it’s a pack. His uncle Viktor is the Alpha, and everything I thought I understood about the man I’ve been sleeping with rearranges itself into a shape that should be impossible but that explains every impossible thing I’ve been filing away since the night he stood at the foot of my bed. The golden eyes. The growl through the wall. The body heat that runs ten degrees hotter than any human. The way he can smell Dominic’s cologne on me from across a room. The way his jaw aches w

she asked kindly, sitting down. ​I confessed the truth: "He's my stepbrother, Kael. Please don't tell anyone." ​Liora’s hazel eyes widened, but she nodded in sympathy. "Oh, Willow. That explains the look." ​"The look of cold indifference?" ​"No, look before the indifference. The look of a dominant animal who smells something new on his territory," she whispered. "He's the Alpha of this school. You need to be truly invisible. Avoid his friends, his halls, and whatever you do, avoid the supply closets near the gym after school.

I discovered that the whole place was already so crowded that I could hardly see what was happening. My heart skipped a beat and I was really confused. "What the heck in the name of ten devils is happening here?" I thought in my head confused. I edged my way to the front and I saw my mate, my Alpha standing With another lady with a smile hanging on his face. I was really confused. I noticed that it was my step-sister, she had run away together with her mother a long time ago after she tried to poison my father. I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest as though it was going to burst through.