Stepbrother Mine: A Son For Alpha Zoren Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Shut up. Someone could hear." "Let them." He grabbed my elbow, pulling me into a side room. "We need to talk. About the secret–and us." I yanked free. "There is no 'us.' You're my stepbrother, the Alpha, and I'm the sacrifice. This ends badly." His eyes narrowed coldly. "You think I care about rules? I make them." "And break them for fun?" I shot back. "What do you want, really? Besides toying with me?"

They stood in absolute silence, but their glares pinned Richard down like hundreds of bloodthirsty blades. My oldest brother, Wyatt, stepped forward. With every step he took, his Supreme Alpha aura forced Richard—a mere Beta—to stumble backward. But Wyatt just walked right up to me, reached out, and elegantly swatted Richard's hand away. The movement was casual, like he was brushing off a piece of annoying dust. "Richard. From the Silver Vein Pack?" Wyatt's voice was soft, but the massive Beta flinched violently. My fifth brother, Connor, let out a cold scoff. "You're the one running that illegal, money-laundering, low-grade silver mine?"

Whatever happened in here was quite clear and there was no need denying it. The moment the door slammed shut with Jake's absence. “I–I can't believe this,” My mother pointed at me, her hand trembling. For the first time in so many years, my mother was panicking. I knew for sure that she'd kill me today. I tried to speak but nothing that made sense came out of my lips, just distinct whines. “You're sleeping with your stepbrother, the Alpha King,” My mother stated, like she was trying to taste the abomination on her tongue.

It takes me a second to process what he has just said. “No.” “Yes.” He says “and I understand if that disgusts you. I understand if you don’t want to have anything to do with my kind.” “You don’t smell like…” “I know.” he says almost dismissively, then he turns his attention to Grathen, leaving me confused and utterly frightened. “Now, please tell me about my mother.” Grathen looks into his bowl as if he's pulling information from it. “Long ago, in the north of the continent, an Alpha king fell hopelessly in love with a woman whose beauty was rumoured to be kissed by moonlight itself. She was intelligent, witty… authoritative to the point of being cruel.

Iris’s POV Easton Andersen, the future Alpha of the Silver Peak Pack, my big brother, will be back home today. I was informed by Noah, the son of our Beta David, also Easton’s close friend. Hmm..Of course, I don’t believe he is here for Olivia’s birthday party, that’s my mother, not his. When I last saw him was 2 months ago, and the last words I got from him were" Fuck off".He hates Olivia, and he hates me, even though I thought he loved me three years ago.

He forcefully channeled the vast Alpha energy within him into the broken fang. It was a forbidden resurrection technique among werewolves. An Alpha could exchange his life for the soul of a werewolf in his pack. "Elina, come back. I'll give up my life for yours. Please don't leave me." But it was all pointless. The dead couldn't be resurrected after their fang had been broken. I watched as he threw away his life force like it meant nothing. It wasn't until blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth that his face turned ashen.

My voice cracked a bit at the end. His jaw clenched tightly as his fists balled up in anger. "I thought you'd like-" Matt's voice died down. Kyle moved fast again, his fist crashing into Matt's face who stumbled backwards. "Get that thing away from me. Or else-" Kyle warned, his voice dropping lower than before. Kyle took a step to move but Matt stopped him. "You see, brother-" His claws grew longer. And the grin from before was now replaced with a deadly look. "You don't control me."

If Alpha Zarion is a deadly, cold-hearted, devilish, and brute man, Brandon is the funny, witty, and sarcastic type of dude. “Step-brother,” Alpha Brandon corrected, chin jerking. He was no longer the funny guy anymore though. Thankfully, Hestia stepped in between them. “What’s going on here?” Hestia glanced at me and followed the drops of blood on the cold temple floor…until she was now looking at my wrist covered with blood.

a servant informed. Alpha Prince Zeke, the tallest man to ever exist in the West Wood Pack territory, the eldest son of Alpha Jake, slowly turned around. Similar to how he could sense Kael, Alpha Prince Lorenzo could also strongly sense Zeke. This was common amongst direct bloodlines, particularly amongst full-blooded alpha siblings. Zeke’s eyes fairly lit up when he saw Lorenzo. “Lorenzo.” Lorenzo smiled and the two exchanged a brotherly hug. “When did you arrive? How come we didn’t hear anything about this?” Lorenzo asked.

That is a recipe for drama! I took my time in the shower, then got dressed. I took extra few minutes to myself before going out to the world, where my mother will be on my neck about taking a chosen mate. All she wants it's for me to be strong and I am not strong not really until I get my mate. My brother found his mate but he doesn't want to be alpha. See I am the youngest son of Logan Zanda grey. It's only just me and my brother Zion derrick grey. His 29 years old.