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Jayden suddenly went calm the moment I made those statements ,he looked like he was shocked . "What do you mean that man is your step dad ,do you have any idea of what you are saying ,does it make any sense . "It would never make any sense Jayden, that was one of the reasons why I had to keep it away from that man who got married to my mom right in front of me and also had a one night stand with me , though it was twice . "That man is step dad ,my mom's husband and also the father of my babies and that only means that my daddy is my step dad "is what you have been trying so hard to hear .

Tabitha pushed beside her father, ignoring his gesture, and went into Julie’s arms in greeting. “I’m home, mom. You must have suffered.” Tabitha said, hugging her mother. “Is this any way to treat your father? I can understand Claire, her good-for-nothing husband, was there, but you could have given your father some respect.” The stepmother finally spoke, and she had to try and take control of the situation and show dominance to these women. “What, father? All I acknowledge is my mother.” Tabitha said, removing herself from her mother’s embrace.

His face was scrunched up in an expression of clear distaste. “She isn’t flirting with him, she’s-” Sam started to say, but didn’t know what exactly to tell her father so she settled on something neutral, “getting to know him more. He is the new guy after all.” Sam’s father never liked Tabby. In his mind, she was a bad influence on Sam and worse, a slut. Not that he ever bothered to get to know Tabby. If he had then he would’ve known she was far from either of those things.

~ NATALIA ~ Vega Pack, My Pack. Once a safe, decent, innocent place, had become something I could never imagine I could see. Caspian took me out of that packhouse where I had to force myself to walk in front of the monster who killed my father, without throwing a knife at his heart, and it was quite unsettling, now that I had to call him my stepfather and had to witness his and my mother’s closeness. The closeness was literally tearing me apart.

Aleen's POV:: A moan was coaxed from me, as he gently nipped my lower lip. I could sense his hesitation, likely due to the myriad factors at play. He was my mother's husband, my stepfather, a man two decades my senior, everything about this felt so wrong, yet so undeniably right. Deep within, I acknowledged the taboo nature of our actions, the disapproval it would garner, but in that moment, it was all eclipsed by the intoxicating feeling of being with him.

I asked. “Yes boss,” he said from the other end. “Did he have any psychological problems, or was his stepfather abusive?” I asked. “According to our research, his stepfather was an educationist, and he had a habit of killing animals with reason. His stepfather thought it was abnormal, so he decided to book a therapy session for him, and his mother agreed without thinking twice,” he said from the other end.

A hand came patting me from the back, getting me to turn around and find father standing behind me. He looked surprised, asking me, " Is everything okay? You just left the room without saying anything." "Everything is fine," I responded in a haste, resuming with what I was doing. Father tried to know what was going on, but I was trying to push him off so he'd let me be. "It's nothing." "Is this about your friend?" He asked, getting my attention at once. I faced father, who stared at me with seriousness. He sighed and said to me, "Son, you need to understand that your friend and his sister can't be together no matter what you do. It's a taboo in the society and their home."

This was wrong. “Let me be there for you till your last day, just like you had taken care of my late mother and me. Don’t hold back with me, don’t…” “Stop, Sarah!” The intensity of his voice shook her. “I have a wife now. And your mother was my ex-wife. I was your stepfather, and now I’m your…” His gaze dropped to her lips, and his breath hitched. He had forgotten what he was going to say. His hand involuntarily moved to hold her wrist, but he quickly resisted, but Sarah saw it.

Too his eyes my husband was nothing but prey. My stepfather-in-law Christopher D’Amelio With cold and unloving eyes and soothing voice, “You should be glowing my wife now,” said Ethan, the ‘lucky’ not so lucky groom of mine as he whispered sweet nothings to me, lightly squeezing my back. Was I everything I was told to be, to smile my true self smile. For family, friends and folks Ethan could not pretend for. To savor, dress, and feast on concealment, and tip toe round better my phasms worst harshly bewildered, clenching my body cross to the inaronet or your thumbs all contained in your stares. Tension tighten me like a rope.

Kael’s POV The room was suffocating. My father’s words still echoed in my mind, sharp and cruel as a blade. “Finally, I will have a son who isn’t satisfied with being an ordinary Beta.” His disdain for me had always been clear, but this… This was a new low. My gaze fell on the girl before me, the so-called "breeder" he’d dragged into our home like a prized possession. She was trembling, her wide, frightened eyes fixed on the floor, too scared to meet my gaze. Her vulnerability twisted something deep inside me.