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I muttered under my breath. "Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face. I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

In this moment, Lorneauxs had a straightforward thought—he had already taken the first step, and since Claire had tempted him, he didn't mind indulging a bit when needed. Claire struggled even more to push Lorneauxs away, as the weight of his lips made her widen her eyes. Lorneauxs was kissing her, and all of this was happening while both of them were fully conscious! In shock, a thought flashed through Claire's mind: "Lorneauxs must be insane." "No, we can't!" Claire resisted, pushing Lorneauxs away decisively. She couldn't make any more mistakes. He was her stepbrother, her stepfather's son, and after the wedding, he was, to some extent, her brother. They couldn't let things escalate to th

Maddie Since the beginning, it's been a relentless pursuit of perfection—planning and shopping consumed my days. My stepmother's lists were my guide, demanding precision. Stephanie, my stepsister, embodied the ideal bride in this whirlwind. In quiet moments, I attempted to breach her fortress, pleading with her to address the chaos with our father. "Stephanie, can we talk for a minute?" I implored, her gaze meeting mine in the mirror. "Sure," she replied, a subtle glare revealing her irritation.

Jane said. “I know. It doesn’t matter what I want, I have to do the right thing, for everyone involved.” “What does that mean?” Jane asked. “It means that I’m taking myself out of the equation. I’m stepping down as future Alpha, rescinding my claim on the pack and giving it to Ryan. He’s worked hard and he deserves to lead. He’s better than me at everything. You two will complete the mating bond and I’ll raise Rein. I’m not sure what to do about Britney yet.”

Walton asked me with a plain yet rough voice that made me utter only one word. "Tomorrow." I told him. Mr. Walton gave me a sharp look and excited the room shortly. After he was gone I left my breath which I didn't know was holding. This was the first time I was submitting myself to someone and I had no remorse or grudges. "Tomorrow?" Stepheno questioned tapping my back. "That's the only thing I could think of at the moment." I told him. He gave me his dirtiest look and I chuckled looking at his ugly face.

“I’m coming by later with swatches. Also… you sure you don’t want to come to the office for the client meeting? Just sit in? No pressure.” My stomach tightens for half a second. Old reflex. Then I breathe and let it pass. “I’m not there yet,” I say honestly. “But I’ll join on video. And I’ll write the run-of-show.” “That’s my girl,” Steph says softly, warmth beneath the bravado. “You’re doing it.” I swallow. “Yeah. I am.”

Once everything was done, I let out a sigh of relief and looked at Julian who sat across from me. "Once I'm done with the drafts, who should I send it to for review?" I asked. Julian got up and walked behind me. He leaned down and held my mouse, while the other hand rested on my keyboard. It felt as if he was wrapping me in his embrace. He said calmly, "First, log in to this website, upload your drafts, and then submit them." He used the mouse to complete the entire process. Then, he asked apologetically, "Was I overstepping?"

His mum furrowed her brow, her face confused, staring at me, and my stepdad narrowed his brows down, indicating his rising anger. “Over my dead body!” My stepdad said, his voice firm, snapping Peter's excitement away from him. Peter's face turned from excitement to confusion. “You are not going to mate with this girl beneath you.” His father ordered him. “Why not?” Peter said, his voice lurking with confusion. “Because your father said so!!” His mother snapped at him, “How dare you accept this worthless thing as your mate! You are going to reject her and your engagement with Charlotte will hold!!”

We are going to define our relationship and I am going to be submitting completely to his will and there would be no going back. All we have done so far can be excused as being spur of the moments hookups. But once I sign this contract and hand it over to him, pledging to be his sub, there would be no going back. I know I am ready for it. I want Stephane any way he is willing to share himself with me. I know that might sound pathetic but I am in too deep, I simply can't help it. I want him. I want him. I want him. The elevator stops and I walk out on shaky legs, directly in front of me is the door. No hallway. Nothing else. Just a door. One that once I step through, I wouldn't come out the s

I walked to chief and knelt in front him and apologized to him. “Get ready, tomorrow I'll be taking you to my house." He said staring lūstfully at my brēast, licking his lips. I stood up and headed inside the kitchen since, stepmom has denied me access to my personal room. **** Few hours later! Step mum emerged by the door. With a long kobo. “You are here crying while, the chores are left undone huh? Who did you think will do the chores for you?” she questioned with disdin.