The Dangerous Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

SONYA'S POV"Yeah. I heard." Phoebe's voice is gentle. "That's a lot to process.""I don't even know how to process it," I admit. "I mean, Bridget is my mom. She raised me, loved me, she was there for every scraped knee and broken heart. But apparently she's not... she didn't..." The words stick in my throat."She didn't give birth to you," Phoebe finishes quietly. "But that doesn't make her any less your mother, Sonya. Biology isn't everything.""I know that. Logically, I know that." I wipe my eyes. "But there's this woman I've never met, Selene, who apparently sacrificed herself to keep me safe. Who looks exactly like me. Who is my biological mother. And I don't know how to feel about that.""You don't have to know right now. You're allowed to be confused.""I saw her picture. Melvanie showed me." My voice drops to barely a whisper. "It was like looking in a mirror, Phoebe. Same face, same hair, same eyes. She could have been my twin.""That must have been surreal.""It was terrifyin

SONYA'S POV"So Vanessa could be alive right now?" I feel sick. "Being controlled by Melvanie?""Or working with her willingly." Reign's jaw clenches. "Either way, we need to find them both. Before they make their next move.""Fuck." Landon runs a hand through his hair. "This is so much worse than I thought.""But how is that even possible?" I ask. "I thought resurrection was just... myths. Stories.""It's possible with enough power and the right kind of magic," Reign says grimly. "But it always comes with a price. Whoever gets brought back, they're not the same. They're bound to whoever resurrected them, completely under their control.""So Vanessa is basically Melvanie's puppet now?" Phoebe looks stricken."Worse than a puppet. She'll have Vanessa's memories, her knowledge, everything Vanessa knew about us." Reign's expression hardens. "Melvanie now has a weapon who knows all our weaknesses, all our secrets, every way to hurt us. And that weapon looks like someone we trusted."I thi

SONYA'S POVThe drive back to the estate is tense. Reign keeps one hand pressed against his chest, his jaw clenched against pain he's trying to hide. Landon is in the back seat with Phoebe, his breathing slightly labored even with the portable oxygen tank."You're both idiots," I say again, breaking the silence."You've mentioned that," Reign replies quietly. "Several times.""Because it bears repeating.""We're fine, Sonya. Our wolves are healing us faster than humans would heal. We're not at a hundred percent, but we're functional." His hand finds mine, squeezing gently. "And we're not letting you face this alone."When we arrive at the estate, Mrs. Wren is waiting with a disapproving expression that rivals the doctor's."Welcome back, Alpha Reign," she greets us warmly, though worry crosses her face as she glances over all of us. “I heard you left the hospital early. I've prepared the medical suite in case either of you would like to rest before doing anything else.”"We appreciate

SONYA'S POV"Learning you." He kisses across my lower belly, then down to my other hip. "Every freckle, every mark, every place that makes you shiver."His tongue traces the crease where my thigh meets my pelvis, so close to where I'm aching for him, and I buck my hips involuntarily."Patience, little omega," he chides, his hands holding my hips down. "I told you, I'm taking my time."He kisses down my inner thigh, his breath hot against my sensitive skin. Then back up the other side, still avoiding where I need him most."You're torturing me," I gasp."I know." He nips at my inner thigh, hard enough to sting but not to hurt. "But you love it. I can smell how much you love it. You're absolutely dripping, Sonya.""Please," I beg shamelessly. "Please, Reign, I need your mouth on me.""Where?" He's teasing me now, on purpose. "Here?" He kisses my thigh again. "Or here?" Another kiss, closer but still not close enough."You know where!""Say it. Tell me exactly where you want my mouth.""

SONYA'S POVI wake to Phoebe shaking my shoulder gently."Hey," she says softly. "It's time to get ready."I sit up carefully, trying not to disturb Reign, but he's already awake, watching me with those intense grey eyes."What time is it?" I ask groggily."Nine PM. You've got three hours until midnight." Phoebe holds up a bag. "I raided your closet. Well, what's left of it after the break-in. Figured you'd need something practical."She's pulled together an outfit that's perfect for tonight: black leggings that won't restrict movement, a dark fitted top, and a jacket with hidden pockets. Combat boots that Reign must have bought me at some point."Thanks, Phoebe.""No problem, babe. Now come on, let's get you ready. The boys need to do their warrior coordination thing anyway."I swing my legs over the bed and follow her to the bathroom, where she's already set up like a military operation. Hairbands, a first aid kit, the silver knife she had before."Sit," she orders, pointing to the