All Chapters of Fated to the Alpha Stepbrother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

113ISABELLAThe silver didn’t just cut my skin; it felt like someone had poured boiling acid straight into my collarbone.The scream tore out of my throat before I could stop it, a wet, ragged sound that echoed off the iron pillar behind my head. My vision went completely white for a second, a blinding flash of pain that threatened to drag me under. But through the bond on my neck, I felt the immediate, violent response. Rohan’s mind didn’t just spark—it exploded. A wave of pure, unadulterated panic and killer instinct slammed into my skull, so loud and heavy it practically forced my eyes back open.I looked through the rain. The courtyard was total chaos.Derek’s hidden faction was pouring out from the sides of the packhouse, their rifles flashing in the gray light as they opened fire on Victoria’s mercenaries and Rohan’s battalion alike. Bullets were chipping the gravel, sending sharp bits of stone flying through the air. One of the mercenaries on the balcony above took a round to

115ISABELLAThe wood of the spear shaft didn’t just break; it detonated.I didn't have time to think about an incantation. I didn't have time to find my footing on the muddy ground. My hand simply flew forward, driven by the raw, terrifying panic screaming through the mate bond in my neck. The collision of Rohan’s alpha energy and my own revived bloodline didn't create a neat coven spell. It was a jagged, ugly blast of kinetic pressure mixed with pure wolf instinct.The invisible hammer hit the descending spear mid-air. The thick ash wood splintered into a thousand flying shards, and the heavy silver tip was deflected sideways, burying itself deep into the gray mud an inch from Rohan’s exposed throat.Derek stumbled back two steps, his boots skidding in the dirt as the backblast of the magic caught him in the chest. His eyes widened, his pristine coat finally getting stained by the flying mud."Kill her!" Derek roared, his calm facade completely vanishing as he pointed a finger strai

117ISABELLAMy lungs were completely empty, the air trapped in my throat like solid ice as Ravena’s purple magic held me suspended three feet above the carpet. I clawed frantically at the invisible band around my neck, my fingernails digging into my own skin, but there was nothing to grab. The room was spinning, the dim light of the hallway distorting into long, sickly streaks of gray."Isabella!"Rohan didn't crawl. He didn't hesitate. He was an Alpha heir, and even stripped of his golden reservoir, the apex predator inside him didn't know how to stand down when his mate was suffocating.With a low, guttural roar that tore right through the stitches in his shoulder, he launched himself off the mattress. His hands partially shifted mid-air, thick black claws tearing through the skin of his knuckles as he tackled Ravena around the waist. His momentum carried them both backward, crashing straight through the heavy wooden wardrobe. The old oak shattered with a deafening crack, splinteri

119ISABELLA"Isabella."Rohan’s voice was the only thing that kept me from screaming out loud. It was a low, rough rasp, thick with the exhaustion of a body that had just used every ounce of its wolf stamina to survive a magical blast.I violently slammed the door to the dark vault of my own mind, trying to lock Rose’s echoing laughter behind it. My fingers trembled against my collarbone, my thumb desperately smoothing the fabric of my heavy flannel shirt upward to hide the necrotic black veins I had just seen in the mirror shard."I'm here," I said, my voice shaking as I turned back to him.He was pushing himself up against the brick hearth, his face pale and tight with pain. The burns across his chest were angry and weeping, but his amber eyes were fixed entirely on me, bright with that fierce, protective instinct that didn't need an Alpha crown to exist. He reached out with a bloody, clawed hand, his fingers catching my wrist and pulling me down beside him on the ruined carpet."A

121ISABELLAThe three enforcers didn't wait for a second command. They lunged simultaneously, their massive, partially shifted bodies cutting through the thick white fog like incoming artillery."Isabella, get behind the truck!" Rohan roared.He didn't have his Alpha shield, but he still had the tactical mind of a commander. Instead of meeting them head-on in the open driveway, he threw himself sideways, intercepting the two largest wolves just as their claws cleared the porch steps. He used his sheer mass to slam them both into the gnarled trunk of the nearest apple tree. The wood cracked under the impact, a shower of dead leaves and rotten fruit raining down on them as Rohan bared his fangs, his left arm wrapping around the throat of a gray-furred enforcer while his right fist drove repeatedly into the ribs of the second.But he was fighting at a massive deficit. The moment he swung his right arm, the fresh scabs across his left shoulder tore completely open, a spray of dark red bl