My Stepsister Took My Protector Novels & Stories

Stephanie's POV: Her gaze softened, but there was steel behind her words. “I didn’t abandon you, Stephanie. I was trying to protect you.” “Protect me?” I scoffed. “Protect me from what?” “From yourself,” she said, her voice trembling. “From what you are. From your kind.” Her words sent a chill down my spine. I frowned, confusion tightening my chest. “What are you talking about? What do you mean, protect me from myself? What’s my kind?”

It made him look… human. Warm. Without realizing it, Emma smiled too. Across the room, a pair of eyes watched them closely. Damien’s cousin, Victor Blackwood, leaned against a marble pillar with a glass of champagne. “So…” He smirked. “The new Mrs. Blackwood has everyone wrapped around her finger already.” Beside him stood his sister, Vanessa Blackwood. “I don’t trust her.” Victor’s gaze remained fixed on Emma. “Neither do I.” Back on the dance floor, soft music began to play.

"Look at your own body! Look at how you stand in front of her! You look like a wild beast trying to protect its female!" "I am protecting her because you are cornering her!" Trenton yelled back, his fists clenching so hard at his sides that his knuckles turned stark white. "She is my step-sister! Of course I am going to defend her when you stand there staring at her like she committed a crime!"

I didn’t care about that either. Because all I could still see was Zara’s face, that hurtful look in her eyes. Like she felt humiliated.. Like she genuinely believed nobody would defend her. That realization sat badly inside my chest. Rosa folded her arms in front of me, still refusing to budge. “You’re choosing her?” “I’m choosing common sense.” “She’s your step-sister Matteo.” “The more reason I should protect her from predators like you!!” “You’re emotional.” Her laugh came out sharp.

he muttered, his face scrunched. I hissed at him, turned around, and started walking away, taking the stairs to my room—tears welling up in my eyes. How could he be my stepbrother? I had not only lost him as my s*x partner, but I could also be in trouble. Still fuming, my bag suddenly got pulled and I missed my steps on the stairs, but he swiftly stopped me from falling, wrapping his strong arms around me and then pulling me back to the living room.

I say, voice low, “it’s quite unladylike to go chasing after thieves like that.” She lifts her head. I watch the exact second recognition hits, then shock. I enjoy every bit of it. “Hello there, Step-mother.” For a few seconds she just stares, still catching up to the fact that she’s been robbed and then caught by her future stepson. “Now if you’ll excuse me.” I flash her a brief grin and carefully set her steady on her feet. “I have a street thief to deal with.” I leave her there and take off after him.

You can start seeing me as your father, if that is okay with you. I blinked my eyes. It took too long for me to realise it. "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Axcel. Welcome to the family," he said, which startled me. His voice was low and so manly, which sent goosebumps on my body. It was almost emotionless, it was as stoic as his face. "Hello, dear. Thank you," my mom said. Then, she looked at me. "Aren't you going to say hello to your step-brother, Aurora?" She widened her eyes and faked a smile towards my direction, silently warning me.

Sighing, I turned the heat up in the shower and washed myself off, disgusted with where my mind was taking me. She's no one, she's just my step sister. I've learned my lesson, no, Jane was a distraction. One I needed to get rid of before she destroyed everything I had worked so hard to achieve. I turned off the water and grabbed a towel, tying it around my waist. I got to my locker to change my clothes, when I saw a note stuck to it. I looked around to see who was around, when I confirmed I was alone, I took the note and opened it.

Mildred instructed as she guided the gurney beside me. I obliged, taking all measures to secure Stephanie's ease, but as the doctor attempted to dismiss me, a fierce protectiveness surged within me. She was my mate, and the primal beast within—my wolf—threatened to unleash havoc, adamant that we are not torn from the side of our destined Luna.

" he murmured. "That's good. I really wish she wouldn't recognize me as part of her family and that, if we ever come face to face and she has a chance to get away from me, she will. Because, if she stays, I would make her suffer." "Where was the brother who protected her from her stepmother?" "He died and this new Stephen, he doesn't protect anyone else but himself and his position. So, don't look inside me, something that has already died." he comments.