Step Aunt Novels & Stories

CHAPTER TWO: ENGAGEMENT HAS BEEN DECIDED ✧THIRD PERSON's POV✧ "Hi, darling!" Stephanie greeted her handsome grandchildren with a series of kisses, her smile wide and welcoming. She greeted Summer the same way. "How are you all?" Behind her were her husband, Carlo Vivar, a well-known business executive, and their youngest child, Amethyst, affectionately called Aunt Baby by the triplets and Summer. Amethyst, now twenty-three, was only a year younger than the triplets.

“So... all of this? Him staying away? Allowing that woman—Luna Serena, or whatever her name is—to humiliate me? It’s all for my safety?” Zoe nods, her expression grave. “Yes. Luna Serena is his stepmother,” she admits, her tone tinged with reluctance. Stepmother? Fuck. "I know she seems like an evil witch, but she’s not entirely bad. This whole competition thing? It’s her way of deflecting attention from you. She wants you to grow stronger, to understand their world, and eventually, to stand by Elijah’s side as his chosen Luna. It’s the only way to keep you safe, Piper.”

“Your father would be proud" A murmur of agreement followed, enough to make my smile turn into something more sincere Aunt Stephanie’s lips pulled in an ugly frown, she pretended to find her nails fascinating when another member of the board— Mrs Racheal chided her “That was very out of place to say to the CEO" The younger woman rebuked my greedy Aunt.

I replied, not really knowing how to conjure up a response. "So, I have a question for you." She spoke as she somewhat squinted her eyes, indicating her seriousness "Okay?" I offered hesitantly "So Jack has been telling me this crazy bullshit story about how he fucked his step-sister and then turned her into his bitch. And I keep telling him there's no way, but here you are. So tell me, is it true? Were you and Jack step-siblings before this?" She questioned causing my stomach to drop and my cheeks to almost instantaneously heat up.

“Hey. My stepmother wants us to stop at the family house first, just for a bit before we head to my place.” Miguel turned to me slowly, his eyes narrowing. “Stepmother?” he repeated. “You never mentioned a stepmother.” Shit. I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to play it off. “Yeah. And a stepbrother, too,” I added, smiling like that would somehow soften the blow. “I meant to tell you earlier. It’s not a big deal.” Miguel’s mouth tightened. “Any other surprises you forgot to mention? Do you have a second family I should know about too?”

She moved toward the stairs gracefully, leaving both Christian and Rose momentarily speechless. As soon as she was gone, I let out a slow breath and turned toward my father. “Maybe if you treated her well, she wouldn’t need to be making appointments with a doctor at all.” Christian’s eyes narrowed. “Hunter, you shouldn’t concern yourself with the affairs of my wife. That’s not your business.” I leaned back in my chair, matching his glare. “It is my business. She’s my stepmother, after all, and I care if she’s being walked over or treated poorly. Wouldn't want you to treat her like you did my mother."

“Do NOT go alone. We’ll figure this out together. Stay in your room tonight.” But as I stared at the message, I heard footsteps echo in the hallway again. Slower this time. Stopping right outside my door. Then a soft knock. “Alex? You awake, son?” William’s voice. Shit.

I cleared my throat, “Alright, Aunt. Is step-mother in?” “No. Nobody is in.” I nodded, following her into the kitchen, “I will help you.” “Just watch, don't wreck my kitchen.” I stood by the side, watching her without knowing where to start from. A short while after, she suddenly glanced at me, “Does young miss have something on her mind?” “Aunt knows me best.” I answered softly. Of course she does. She's more of my step-mother than Clarissa after all. “Aunt, I saw Ava today. At the outskirts of the pack.”

Stephen slowly stood up from her bed. "That's right Amy, you guys should catch up or something, I have to see the doctor." He kissed her forehead and walked away, a clear tact to leave me alone with her. That boy... "Hello aunty? What should I call you? Aunty? Mummy? Sister? Cou—" "Aunt. Aunt is just fine," I murmured nervously in reply. The idea of staring at a miniature version of me was still very disconcerting. I was beyond bewilderment at the moment, my brain could barely even process thoughts.

"Why don't you ask your mother, Noah?" I turn to stone in my seat. Goosebumps prickle over my skin, and my voice comes out hoarse. "What did you just say?" "Your mother… You should ask her about me." Natalie gets up from her seat. Her eyes are filled with silent rage. "Even Bianca knows who I am. The only person who doesn't remember me is you." I stare at her. "Do we know each other?" Natalie laughs; the sound is bitter. "My name is Natalie Gracen—you and I are step-siblings, Noah."