Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Riley’s POVMy whole body went cold.For a second I could only stare at Viola, sunlight falling over her shoulders as if she belonged there. My mind refused to catch up.Just hours ago Ezra had held me in the woods and kissed me like I was the only thing in his world. I had woken up in his bed still wrapped in his scent, smiling into his pillow like some stupid girl in love.And now his so-called girlfriend was standing here in the middle of his room.I didn’t understand.Had he let her in?Had he gone straight back to her after everything we said? Was last night just another one of his dangerous, beautiful lies?My fingers clutched the sheets as a mixed emotion of confusion and anger hit me.Viola took one look at the messy bed and smiled.“So it’s true,” she said lightly. “You two really are sleeping together behind everyone’s backs. Brother and sister. That’s…not sick at all.”I sit up straighter and looked straight into her eyes.“What do you want?” I hissed.She laughed softly. “

Riley's POVI froze at his words.Mateo had been locked in those dungeons for nearly two weeks. I'd been fighting for his release, but Ezra's answer was always the same—NO.And then things between us had gotten ugly recently with my engagement, Leon and Viola, and this thing about Mateo had just sat there, rotting in the silence between us.Until he brought it up now.I searched his face. "You're serious? If it’s a joke, it’s not funny.""Of course." He let out a scoff. "Though I still believe he's a traitor who colluded with the rogues. But if setting him free makes things easier for you —"He shrugged and said the last part like it cost him something."— then I'll make that sacrifice."I tightened my hand around nothing.I turned the offer over in my mind, looking for the catch — because with Ezra, there was always a catch.Was this really for me?Or was it a calculated move to get Mateo walking free and under surveillance, a loose thread he could pull whenever he wanted to unravel

Riley’s POVI couldn’t believe it.For all this time, I never doubted Mateo for a single second.Even when Ezra threw him into prison, I had still fought to get him out. Because in my mind, he was innocent. He was only being dragged into this because of me.And now, right in front of me, he had called the rogues for help. He had known them all along!Then the truth hit me in ugly, scattered pieces.Axel had come to my clinic before. Mateo was the one who brought him there. At the time, I had been too focused on the patient in front of me to think harder about it. I never asked how Mateo knew him.Unless that had never been their first contact. They had known each other long before I treated Axel.My whole body was shaking now.I couldn’t believe Mateo betrayed me!He wasn’t just some helper at the clinic. He was my grandmother’s old friend’s son. He was one of the few people who knew my secret identity. In this city, I had trusted him more than my own mother. More, sometimes, than Ezr

Riley's POVEzra’s jaw clenched so hard I heard his teeth grind. A low, vibrating growl rumbled deep in his chest, a sound so dark and menacing it made the hairs on my arms stand up. For a second, I thought he was going to shift right there and tear Vance’s throat out.“Ezra,” I whispered, tugging gently on his sleeve. “It’s fine. Let's just go.”He shot me a look of pure, frustrated agony, but he knew as well as I did that we couldn't defy Soren out in the open. Not yet.With a black look on his face, Ezra turned and led the way down the corridor, his hand still clamped around mine. Vance fell into step behind us like a silent shadow.When the heavy oak doors of the council chamber were flung open, the atmosphere inside was thick enough to choke on.King Soren stood by the massive stone fireplace, his towering, muscular frame silhouetted against the roaring flames. His face was flushed a dangerous red, his fists clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles were stark white.The

Riley’s POVThe words felt like a physical blow.Ezra froze beside me. For a second, the entire room was so quiet you could hear the crackle of the wood in the fireplace. Then, he ripped himself away from Viola’s grip as if her touch burned him."I am not doing that," Ezra spat, his voice shaking with disbelief. He glared at his father, his chest heaving. "I am not getting engaged to a woman I barely even know!"Soren did not back down. He stepped closer, his eyes cold and sharp, analyzing Ezra’s every reaction."You don't want to marry her?" Soren asked, his voice dangerously soft. He tilted his head, a dark smile playing on his lips. "Why? Unless... you don't love her? And if you don't love her, Ezra... who is it that you actually love?"The question hung in the air like a blade.Ezra choked on his next breath. He stood completely still, his jaw tight. He wanted to scream the truth, wanted to tear the room apart, but he couldn't. If he said my name, it would doom us both. He could on