Novel & Cerita My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex Light Novel

The word slipped out before I could stop it, disbelief flooding my chest. “Are you crazy?” I added quickly, shaking my head as I took a step back. “You’re my ex-husband’s brother.” "Stepbrother." He corrected. “That makes it better,” he added without hesitation, his tone almost amused, like he had already thought this through and decided it made perfect sense. I stared at him, completely thrown. “I know you want to make Sebastian pay,” he continued, leaning back slightly, watching me carefully. “I can help with that.”

“Lucy, you’re saying you saw some man leave the yard gate unlocked?!” Dad stood outside the gate, his bloodshot eyes locked onto me. I sneered inwardly. Look at how much he loved my younger brother, Ethan. In my previous life, I explained over and over that I had locked the gate properly. However, he only believed the pillow talk whispered by my stepmother, Mary, and decided that I was the one who caused the death of his only son.

She saw her as her new mom especially when she didn't have any parents. They sat at the metallic bench of the garden looking up, admiring the full moon which glowed above their heads. Alexa took a deep breath. Ariana rested her hand on her hips, then draped it over her back, bringing her left hand to her front. She got her stepdaughter into a tight hug, resting her head on Alexa’s shoulder. Alexa was amazed, she couldn't believe that her once wicked stepmother could be this loving. “How is everything going on with you in the werewolf world? I'm so sorry for your exile, would you like to return and become the princess?”

The man beside him looked more and more like my mother the longer I stared at them. I swallowed as the weight of Ascher's words settled in. My grandfather. The man staring at me with a mixture of regret and sorrow was somehow connected to me, part of the family I never knew. Mom hadn't talked much about her parents that I remembered. I didn't even... "Stormclaw," I said suddenly, blinking at Esme. "That means..." She smiled and nodded. Her flashing eyes were all too much like Eason. I shuddered, remembering the rush of pain that had hit me when he'd severed my lycan side. I felt sick thinking about it.

Emma laughed, "What's impossible? In the Seldom family, the fourth stepmother, the sixth stepmother, and even Omega Lanka weren't favored. They could peacefully live by not posing a threat to Luna Sandra or using various schemes. Why didn't the stepmothers ask where the first stepmother, the second stepmother, the third stepmother, and the eighth stepmother had gone? I don't mind telling you. The first stepmother was a maid on Luna Sandra's side. She committed numerous malicious deeds against her. But the fate of the first stepmother wasn't good. Luna Sandra mentioned that she was carrying a boy in her womb, so she didn't live for more than three years! Reflect on this, stepmother. You have

*** Upon hearing that, Riley paralyzed completely in the middle of the lawn. Her arms fell to her sides, with her lips opening in a grimace of pure stupor and disgust. "What the fuck did you just say, Luke?!" she roared at me in a choked hiss, taking a step forward. "Did you go completely crazy in this confinement?! He is your stepbrother! How can you say that you like that monster?!". I tried to explain the situation to her immediately, taking a step toward her to contain her mental struggles.

It looked like something from a storybook. "Welcome home!" A deep voice called out. A tall man stepped off the porch, and Lily recognized him from the wedding photos. Alpha Kane, soon to be her stepfather, had graying black hair and kind eyes. He looked strong and important, the way alphas were supposed to look. Mom jumped out of the truck and ran into his arms. They kissed, and Lily looked away, her cheeks warming. Luna woke up and pressed her cold nose against Lily's neck. "I know," Lily whispered, scratching behind Luna's ears. "We'll be okay. We have to be."

"Answer me." This time, it isn’t a question. It’s a command. His fingers tighten on my chin, his irises shifting from yellow to amber. I shiver. "My stepfather and my mother's sister—who is now my stepmother because they are now married to each other. There. Happy?" "Your stepfather and aunt are now married?"

“That’s your part of the deal, Mrs Wolfsong. I'll be taking my leave now.” “But you have just arrived. Why don't you stay a bit longer?” My stepmother’s eyes sparkled as she opened the envelope, halfheartedly persuading the man. He started leaving, then paused, his eyes now fixated on Ama, whose legs were crossed, while holding her book up to her face. “Who is she?” “Oh! She’s my daughter, Ama,” my stepmother replied and added hastily. “She’s already betrothed to the Alpha.”

The memories from the conversation with my stepmother began to flood back, and I felt myself slipping into that terrible moment again, replaying her words in my mind as they resurfaced in painful clarity. Flashback I recalled the way my stepmother had looked at me—her gaze predatory, filled with a cruel satisfaction that sent chills down my spine. She had smiled as if savoring a long-awaited victory, her voice a cold whisper. “You were lucky back then, you know?” she said, her tone almost playful. “Those three rogue wolves… they should’ve killed you. Imagine my disappointment when they failed and you somehow escaped to this pack.” The realization of her intent hit me hard. “The rogues… You s