All Chapters of MatedToMyProfessorAndMyFamousAll-StarStepbrothersAtBriarWood: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lucian’s POV As I watched my nephew Jayden wrap his hand around her tiny little waist—the same waist I had held that night to take her virginity—I felt so agitated. My wolf almost completely lost its temper, but I managed to stop myself just in time.The crimson rose on my neck burned fiercely, forcing me to hold back my jealousy. Not that being around her was going to do her any good anyway. Look at how she got kidnapped; that whole nightmare happened solely because of me.Tyler Cole—Alice’s father—had been actively searching for me. And even though he knows who I am, I highly doubt he truly understands the depth of my actual power. But with this curse weighing heavily on me, I could barely do much of anything right now.“Uncle,” Jackson’s voice suddenly pulled me back to reality.The sound caused the rest of his brothers to jolt out of their sleep, too. It appeared we had all dozed off while waiting around for whatever it was the pack doctor had promised would happen with his recove

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Brielle’s POV“Sorry, I—”“It’s fine,” Jace cut in, his voice playful even as my chest heaved. My eyes darted from his smirking face to Lucian, who looked less like a concerned uncle and more like a man barely suppressing a flash of cold, sharp jealousy.What was he even doing here? My thoughts were instantly hijacked by Mr. Blake’s voice, the weight of his next announcement causing me to stiffen in terror.“Sorry, what did you just say?” I asked. For a second, I forgot my place as the newcomer, the stranger in their midst. I was too busy reeling from the news that my history professor—the man I had spent every waking hour trying to avoid—was moving in. Someone tell me this is a joke. Tell me I’m dreaming and this isn’t my life.“Yes, Brielle. Don't worry,” Mr. Blake replied, misinterpreting my shock for nerves. “The men’s quarters are all on the third floor, so you don’t need to be scared that anyone is going to invade your space or privacy. I made sure of that after your mother spok

Brielle's POV “Brielle?”He snapped his fingers right in front of my face. I blinked, my eyes opening fully as I let out a long, heavy breath, staring straight at him.I swallowed hard, the cold truth hitting me instantly. Whatever had just happened with the elevator breaking down, the rubble, and that wet, desperate kiss—it was all nothing but a mere hallucination. Again!I was seriously starting to lose my mind. These weird, vivid daydreams were exactly what I needed to talk about with Camiella, but none of that was possible now thanks to that witch downstairs. Katherine was always finding a way to get right on my nerves. And she really had the nerve to stand there and tell me she’s my mother?Seriously? For someone who packed her bags and abandoned me when I needed a parent the most, she had to be the biggest joke of the twenty-first century.Jayden made a move to follow me straight into my bedroom, but I stopped dead in my tracks, turning around on my heel to block the doorway. “

Lucian’s POV All through the night, I could barely think straight. My head kept banging as I waited out by the elevator, listening closely to hear what was happening inside after the maid left her room, but I couldn’t catch a single thing with regular hearing. I finally activated my wolf powers, letting the supernatural frequency dial in so I could hear whatever it was they were talking about inside. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when the conversation stayed quiet—except for the part where Jayden started pressing her, demanding to know exactly who her kidnappers were. Right then, my phone vibrated in my palm. I looked down at the screen, and the name popping up belonged to no other than my Beta. Well, let’s say ex-Beta, because after Isobel’s death, half of my true power had gone into the grave with her. I had been heavily dealt with by the Moon Goddess herself. Right now isn't the time for old history lessons, though. Drake has always been the perfect under-agent for me, t