All Chapters of Stepbrother Alphas : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rain poured down like the sky wanted me gone. I stood at the massive front doors of the Blackthorn mansion, soaked to the bone, my old duffel bag heavy in my hand. This was supposed to be my new home. It felt more like walking into a cage.Water ran down my face and mixed with the tears I refused to cry. My clothes clung to my skin, cold and heavy. I had spent the last hour standing outside because my mother told me to wait while she went in first with her new husband. Typical. She always put herself first.I raised my hand to knock, but the tall wooden doors swung open before I could touch them. A man in a crisp black suit looked me up and down like I was trash the rain had dragged in."You must be Avery," he said flatly. "Come inside. You're dripping everywhere."I stepped into the grand hall, my wet shoes squeaking loudly on the shiny marble floor. The sound echoed around the huge space. Crystal chandeliers hung high above, throwing cold, sharp light in every direction. Everything

I barely slept that night. When morning came, I dragged myself out of bed and got ready for my first day at Blackthorn Academy. I told myself I could handle it. I had survived worse schools before. But the moment I stepped out of the car, I knew today would be different."Look who decided to show up," a sharp voice called out as soon as I walked through the main gates. "The charity case who bought her way in with her mother's new marriage."Three girls I recognized from my old school stood waiting with a group of new faces. They surrounded me fast."Please, just leave me alone," I said quietly, trying to walk past them.The tallest girl, Mia, laughed loudly. "Leave you alone? After you stole one of the Blackthorn brothers' last name? I don't think so."They followed me down the hallway, their voices getting louder."Does she even have a scent?" one of them asked. "I heard she's completely broken. No wolf, no smell, nothing."Another girl stepped in front of me and shoved my books to t

"You think you can just lock me in this damn cage and call it protection?" I spat, circling Jax in the training room like a cornered animal ready to bite back.Sweat already slicked my skin under the harsh lights. The estate's training room smelled of rubber mats and polished wood, but right now all I could focus on was the man in front of me. Jax stood there, chest heaving, eyes locked on mine with that intense stare that used to make my knees weak. Not anymore."Careful, Avery," he said, voice low and rough. "You're pushing too hard.""Too hard? You've been breathing down my neck every second since we got here. I can't even step outside without you or one of your guys shadowing me. What is this, Jax? Am I your partner or your prisoner?"He stepped closer, muscles coiled under his black shirt. "You know why. After everything that's happened, I'm not losing you."I laughed, short and bitter. "Losing me? You're the one driving me

The lock clicked like a gunshot, trapping me alone with him. "What the hell is your family crest doing at my crime scene, Avery?" Damien's voice cut through the heavy air of his private quarters, low and sharp enough to draw blood. He stood inches away, his broad frame blocking any escape toward the door. Those dark eyes pinned me in place, demanding answers I didn't have.I backed up a step, my pulse racing. "I don't know what you're talking about. Let me out of here, Damien. This is insane.""Insane?" He laughed once, harshly. "Your crest was carved right into the wall above the body. Blood still wet. You expect me to believe that's a coincidence?" He closed the distance again, his hand catching my wrist before I could retreat further. His grip was firm, not painful, but it sent a wave of heat straight up my arm. "Talk. Now."I yanked against him, breath coming fast. "I said I don't know! My family hasn't used that crest in years.

The chandeliers above the gala ballroom seemed to drip with threats as Darius Crowe’s breath brushed my ear like a blade. "You really think they’ll protect you forever?" I jerked back against the balcony railing, the cool night air whipping my dress around my legs. The mandatory luxury pack gala had forced everyone into stiff formalwear and fake smiles, but this felt like stepping into a trap. Crystal lights from inside spilled out, casting long shadows across the stone tiles. Darius stood too close, his dark suit sharp as his grin."What are you talking about?" I snapped, keeping my voice low. Music and laughter floated from the open doors behind us.He glanced over his shoulder before leaning in again. "Your father. He didn’t die from some convenient disease like they told you. He was hunted down, Avery. Stalked for weeks before they finished him."My stomach dropped. The words hit harder than any