My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back
To remind him that I knew exactly who he was, no matter how carefully he hid behind the Alpha he had become.
Instead, saying his name reminded me that I still knew the man beneath it.
“It requires both Alphas to be present,” he said at last. “In person. At the boundary line itself.”
I understood exactly what he was telling me and what it meant. Whatever had just happened over a shared pen was going to happen again, deliberately, under the moonlight, with no mediator and no delegation to hide behind.
“I understand. If I’m going to be there, I’ll be there,” I said, making myself hold his gaze long enough to prove the words cost me nothing, even though every part of me knew I was lying to both