Torn Between My Alpha Stepbrothers Novels & Stories

Mira didn't look convinced, her eyes still tracking the empty end of the hallway where Bianca had disappeared, her jaw tight in a way that promised this wasn't over. "What did she want with you anyway?" She asked gently. “We need to know before I go find out exactly whose daughter that little viper is." Faye’s heart skipped a beat. Mira couldn’t know about Rowan. Not yet. "Bianca Thorne," she answered quietly, carefully avoiding the first question. "Alpha's daughter. The Ironfang pack." Mira didn’t notice. Or she pretended not to. "Of course she is."

Luciano stepped closer until they were face-to-face, the air between them thick with authority and challenge. “I am not only your father,” he said quietly, “but the Alpha of this pack. Think twice before you disregard my order again… or you’ll find your privileges as heir significantly curtailed.”

Wayne looked at me with open disgust. "Leah, apologize to Nala right now. How did I ever end up tangled with a woman like you? I have terrible luck." His friends behind him covered their mouths as they laughed. "Leah, this really isn't a good look. Why can't you be kinder to your own sister?" "Exactly. Once Wayne becomes Alpha, plenty of shewolves will chase after him. Are you going to fight every single one of them?"

I mumble. The Alpha nods. “Be proud girl, you are special and you will make your pack rich and famous… and your new pack too”. And just like that my fate was sealed. Lyca had of course started begging him not to do it, to re-think it and consider other options, but he wouldn’t listen. Then my dear brother Aleric had started arguing with him, almost getting himself in trouble. Which had made me so happy that he wanted to defend me, but also scared for his safety.

The one whose pack I’d come to take control of. And he had hurt me more than any other person in my life, with the exception of my father. When I didn’t respond immediately, the light that had always been so rare, but so immediately ready, lit in Stephen’s gaze. My brother was an Alpha. He had carried the weight of my father’s legacy, the expectation of the oldest son of the Alpha King, and he was a big motherfucker. I got it. Instincts were instincts. But the minute his hackles started to rise, so did mine.

I counter. “I was away on business but I figured I could come home for a bit and relieve my brother of his babysitting duties plus my sister appreciates it.” “Your brother?” I swallow. “Yea, that kid over there.” He gestures behind me. I turn to see his brother only to find Alpha behind me with Beta, which one is his brother? “Which one is your brother?” I ask looking away from them. “Alpha ruthless over there.” Shit. Shit. Triple shit!

“It was the closest I’d ever come to leading, and it’s the closest I ever want to be. My personal glory isn’t worth losing you – nothing is. You have no idea how desperately I prayed to have you back.” I feel a deep pang in my chest, undone by the vestiges of pain still haunting my brother’s features. “Well now I am back, and I need someone I can trust by my side.” I take him by the shoulders, encouraging him to look me in the eye. “Who better to watch my back than my big brother?” “That’s easier said than done.” Roger counters uncertainly. “Betas are supposed to balance their Alphas, not antagonize them.” “They are…” I confirm with a grin. “Do you think you can manage it?”

I just don't see them as anything other than my childhood friends. If only my parents hadn’t promised me to the alpha when I was born. I wouldn’t be in this position right now. I hate that the future of the pack depends on me. Whatever decision I made, someone is going to get hurt. Whichever of the boys I chose would lead the pack and become the next alpha, the other brother would become the beta. Both boys want to lead. They both have the alpha gene. Neither one of them wants to obey the other forever. That is what makes a hard decision impossible.

“This is your new home. You are a somebody here. Shockingly, the stepdaughter of the Alpha. Don’t be proud. Keep to yourself. Be nice to everybody even if they pretend to be nice to you. And for your stepbrothers, well…” I didn’t know what to say about them or honestly how to deal with them. They were a handful and all were of different personalities. Lucas seemed like the bubbly, funny, exuberant one. Zach, well Zach was the crazy, harmless pervert. The other two — one was cold and rigid, the other was calm. And they were my stepbrothers and it was important that I got along with them. Story of my life. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror one last time before walking out of the bath

My heart was pounding with mixed emotions, realizing that my friends betrayed me and those alphas were my stepbrothers. "Alphas, are my stepbrothers?" I asked. "So, you married my father or something? Because I don't get it," I asked, confused. "How about you catch your breath or sip tea first? You are shaking," Sia said. I looked at myself, and my hands were trembling with emotion. I took Sia's advice and sipped the tea, which helped to calm me.