My Stepsister Took My Protector Novels & Stories

So all I do is nod my head and hope Aurora gets the hint. My stepsister walks in, closing the door behind her as she is completely through the door and looking at me with a certain politeness, not lingering long in her assessment. She takes two steps towards me, and I eye her curiously, not sure what to expect from her visit. Okay, I remember a few things. We were both kidnapped by Peter, and he defended me at certain times, but all I remember before waking up is Peter's car overturning with both of us inside.

I am in such a bad situation that you cannot understand it. “Then tell me,” I urged. She took a deep breath while her shoulders dropped. “My husband… He’s with my stepsister. The relationship between my husband and stepsister has been ongoing without my knowledge. The people who were supposed to protect my inheritance from my mother are now attempting to steal it all. Her emotional state reached me with the force of a physical blow to my stomach. I moved toward her until our bodies stood only a few inches apart. I spoke with determination as I told her, "They don't deserve you."

Stellar said, flustered. “A bodyguard’s job is to protect the one he’s assigned to, isn’t it?” Autumn teased, smirking. “Or did you think I was entrusting him with your future?” Stellar’s face flushed scarlet. For a moment, she couldn’t even find the words to defend herself. Thankfully, Stephen stepped in. “You have my word, Miss Autumn. I’ll protect her with my life.” His tone was solemn, his eyes unwavering. Stellar felt her heart skip a beat.

“Yes! I do! I might not have been true to her from the beginning, but I got closer to her, and Rosealba isn’t even one to ever think of ruining. She is pure, ethereal, and everything you can only dream of becoming.” Stephanie’s breath hitched, anger burning hot in her veins. She raised a hand to strangle Emilia, but Emilia got it immediately. “Don’t you for once think that you could lay your filthy hands on me and walk away…” Stephanie’s lips curled into a smile. Then she spoke. “Why?” A chuckle of mockery erupted from the side of her lips. “Because you work for Alcator Merikh so you think you have his protection?”

“But I wonder if yours has a name.” I stepped back. “Aloha Lucien, don’t..,” “I’ve claimed you,” he interrupted. “You belong to me now.” “Yes, but ,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I don’t…..” “You will,” he said, eyes darkening. “You’ll understand, eventually. This is what your mother would have wanted.” That struck a nerve. “You don’t get to speak for her,” I snapped. “I protected her,” he growled. “And I’ll protect you. But you need to let me.”

she asks, and I shake my head. None of them would have enough manpower and resources to pull off something like this, whoever did this made sure it was untraceable to them so we could never find them out. "I am going to make sure I find out and punish them," I say. The promise weighs on my heart but it is the least I can do. She pulls away gently and looks at me with soft eyes that make my knees go slightly jelly. "I know you want to be my protector, but you can't get hurt," she warns, and it feels good to hear that from her. "If you get hurt, then I would no longer have a protector.

That was also when I realized that my fated mate's eyes and heart were filled entirely with his fragile stepsister. Drew said protecting her was his responsibility. I understood. I even gave up all external affairs to focus on supporting him and helping him consolidate his power. Five whole years had gone by. Now, my fated mate was willing to let me die for his stepsister. Why should I? I'd never wait around like a sitting duck.

This declaration seems physically painful for him as he cringes, looking to my stepmother and giving a nod as if to encourage her. Anger is clear in her eyes and yet she tries to suppress it as signals my stepsiblings forward. Katya comes first, taking off a silver bracelet and pressing it firmly into my hand. She says nothing, her features hard as she walks away. Flynn comes next, pulling a ring from his thumb that he also places in my hand. “There are books in my room,” he says begrudgingly. “They’ll be moved into yours.” He then storms away, leaving my stepmother to be the last expected to step forward. She makes sure to leave a good distance between us as she speaks tightly.

I added. Healer Stephanie's expression softened. Her lips curled, and the strong air of confidence returned to her. She shrugged arrogantly and picked up the pillow that had somehow landed on the ground. "I can protect you from Selene. I can also help with your monsters." She said, grinning. I rolled my eyes at her words and dragged my body up from the bed. My monsters? The only existing monster of my life was... I shook my head. She wasn't a monster. She was my sister.

I did not want them to see Axel coming out of my bedroom this late at night and giving one of them more reason to be angry. Fingers brushed my hair away from my face. When had he closed the distance between us? “Chloe, listen to me,” he said, practically holding my attention hostage. “We are in an arrangement. I promised to protect you. Can you let me do so?” I blinked once, twice at him and then, turned my head. Ridiculous. “You are already protecting me from my family. Celestia, at least, has good intentions and has a heart for the Alpha family of Everdeen.”