
Falling For My Step Brother
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Introduction
Violet , has always been the outcast who has been cursed with the ability to foresee people’s death. She was hated by her parents and tormented by her pack, her only love was her elder brother, Jacob, the future Alpha.
But unfortunately for Violet , Jacob wanted nothing to do with her.
But by a twist of fate, she discovers that Jacob, who is already engaged to another woman, is actually her fated mate!
Jacob knows that loving Violet is dangerous. And because he is Bound by blood and duty as Alpha and protector of the pack, he must choose between his heart and the future of his people.
But when a powerful rival Alpha suddenly arrives, claiming Violet as his own, Jacob’s jealousy and desire spiral out of control. Their forbidden love becomes a deadly secret that could destroy them both.
From a secret pregnancy to a devastating betrayal, Violet and Jacob must fight against the laws of their world to protect their love. But with enemies closing in and fate conspiring against them, will their love be strong enough to survive—or will it be their ultimate downfall?
Chapter 1
Have you ever had sex with someone you forbidden? No? Well I have, let me tell you about it.
I was in a dimly lit room, with moonlight shining on my naked body.
The sheets under me were cool, but my skin was burning, they were heated by the naked body of the man moving on top of me.
“Yess.” I moaned as his tongue circled my nipples, making me whimper and groan as his strong hands greedily trailed down my body, like he was trying to memorize every inch of my skin.
His touch was both gentle and possessive in a way that only made me want him more.
I literally couldn’t tear my eyes away from him – the way his skin glowed in the moonlight, the strength of his muscles, the way his breath came out in deep, controlled exhales. He was perfect, powerful, and everything about him drew me in deeperand deeper into him. I knew I loved this man, even though I couldn’t see his face at first.
I wasn’t even sure who he was, but I knew I loved him.
His lips brushed against my neck, and I arched into this hot mysterious man of mine, craving more, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.
“I love you Sarah,” he whispered, he pressed kissed me.
warmth spread through my chest at his words, and my heart ache in a way I had never felt before.
No one had ever said those words to me ever in my life, not even my parents, so I was overjoyed to say it back to him.
I pulled him closer to whisper back my love, but when his face finally came into view, the whole world around me suddenly froze up as my heart stopped beating.
“J-Jacob?” I gasped.
It couldn’t be. But it was. This was Jacob my brother, and he was touching me like a long lost lover. This was wrong.
The shock hit me like a truck, and before I could say something, I suddenly jolted awake and alone in my bed.
There was no Jacob in my bed. It was all a dream.
My heart was pounding as I quickly sat up. My breathing was ragged, my skin still hot and tingling deliciously from the remnants of the dream. It was like I could still feel him touching and kissing me.
No stop it Sarah!
I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the forbidden dream, but the image of Jacob, my step brother touching me, kissing me, making love to me, lingered stubbornly in my mind.
I shook my head again. No, no, this was wrong!
Why the hell would I dream about Jacob like that? He was my big brother, for God’s sake! Sure we had different mothers, but we still had the same Alpha father so we were still related by blood. I should never think about him like this!
I ran a shaky hand through my hair, trying to make sense of it.
Wait, there must be a good explanation for this, maybe my subconscious had just picked someone familiar, someone safe, to fill the role in the dream? That had to be it. It didn’t mean anything. It was just weird subconscious dreams. But as I shifted in bed, an embarrassing truth settled uncomfortably in my body – I was still turned on. I was still horny for him.
Despite knowing it had been my brother in the dream, my body hadn’t gotten the memo. The heat between my legs hadn’t disappeared, and I felt a wave of shame wash over me.
“Sarah, stop it,” I whispered harshly to myself. “It’s wrong. So wrong.”
This was insane. I couldn’t be thinking about him like that. Especially when I knew just how much my so called big brother hated me.
Jacob was my only sibling and big brother, but he had refused to even speak to me in the last three years. Anytime he visited home from college in the southern pack, he would always make sure that our parents had sent me away from the house first. I wasn’t even allowed to be in the same house as him, let alone the same room.
I always tried to pretend that It didn’t hurt, but the memory of my only brothers cold rejections always stung like an old wound that refused to heal.
But the good thing now was that all the trace of lust I had a few minutes ago was now replaced by a dull, painful emptiness. Yes, I still loved my big brother,
despite everything. But everyone knew that he passionately hated me, and I had no idea why.
“Why, Jacob?” I whispered into the darkness, as if the silence could answer me.
But no answer came. I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away. Tomorrow was too important to let myself get lost in this. Tomorrow was my 18th birthday,andIneededtofocusonthat.
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to lie back down, pulling the covers over me.
“Just sleep,” I told myself again, though I knew it wouldn’t be easy.
“Sarah! Where’s that stupid girl?” My mother screamed. “Get the hell up now and make breakfast!” My mother’s shrill voice pierced through the thin walls of my small room, making me jerk awake in fear.
The sun had barely peeked through the curtains, and already the day was off to a rough start.
I sighed. Of course, my mother didn’t even bother to say “Happy Birthday” to her only biological child.
Why would she when she had made it clear over the years that she never wanted me as her daughter in the first place? I should’ve known better than to expect anything different. This was how it always was.
Throwing the covers off, I forced myself out of bed. My muscles were stiff from tossing and turning all night. I had dreamt of... well, never mind that. The day ahead was more important.
As I got dressed the memories of all the past birthdays in this house tugged at me.
My brother Jacob was the golden boy of my family and even the whole pack, so his birthdays were always a grand affair. Even when he was away at college, Mom still threw parties for him. Huge celebrations with decorations, a mountain of gifts, and enough food to feed half the pack. Even in his absence, Jacob, the soon to be Alpha, was the star.
I, on the other hand, was lucky to get a “don’t be late for school” on my birthday. Despite being her biological daughter, my mother treated me like i was a piece of trash someone forced on her. She never even tried to hide it.
Jacob, her stepson, was the one who got all her love and attention, while I was left to survive on my own. Though I’m sure that she would have even preferred it if I was dead.
“Sarah, please stop,” whispered Nara, my wolf, in the back of my mind. “Don’t letherruintodayforyou.Remember,it’syour18th birthday.Thisisthedayyou find your fated mate—the one person designed by the Moon Goddess to love you. He will take you out if this hell whole. He will love and protect us unlike everyone else in this pack.” Nara assured me.
A spark of hope flared in my chest. Nara was right. Today wasn’t just any day; today was special. My fated mate was out there somewhere, and when we finally met, everything would change. No more being the outcast. No more being the weak girl everyone in the pack bullied. My mate would love me and protect me.
Excitement bubbled up inside me as I rushed downstairs to the kitchen. The maids were already there, bustling around with trays of ingredients. They glanced up as I entered.
“Happy birthday, Sarah!” Greta, the head maid, greeted me with a smile. “Thank you,” I replied, glad that at least someone cared about me even though my parents didn’t.
“Why don’t you let us handle breakfast today?” Margo, another maid, suggested. “You shouldn’t be working on your birthday.”
I appreciated the offer, but I shook my head. “If my mom finds out I didn’t cook, she’ll probably starve me for a week,” I said with a weak laugh, but I was completely serious and they knew it too. “It’s fine. I’ll help.”
The maids exchanged concerned looks but didn’t argue. Together, we worked quickly to prepare breakfast—eggs, bacon, pancakes, and a fruit platter. My stomach growled as the smell of sizzling bacon filled the kitchen, but I ignored it. My mother had set a rule that I must never ever eat before them.
Once everything was ready, I carefully carried the platters into the dining room, where my mother and father were already seated at the table. My mother, the Luna barely acknowledged my presence as I set the dishes in front of them.
“Here’s breakfast,” I said quietly, hoping for at least a nod of appreciation, or a well done but she didn’t even look up from her phone.
My father, Alpha Ambrose, glanced at me briefly. “Thank you, Sarah,” he said, his voice soft.
I managed a small smile before turning back to the kitchen. As I passed the food, I reached out to sneak a piece of bacon for myself—just a little something to hold me over until lunch.
But before I could even touch it, a sharp slap stung the back of my hand. “No!” My mother’s voice was cold, laced with irritation. “You don’t get to eat. You woke up late. Again.”
I pulled my hand back, cradling it to my chest. “But I was—” I tried to remind her that I woke up late because she forced me to do some useless chores until 4am in the morning, but she didn’t listen.
“Useless girl,” she spat, cutting me off. “You can’t even wake up on time, and you expect to eat? You’re a useless burden to me, Sarah. You are unwanted and unnecessary in this pack. And I always knew you’d turn out like this.” Tears burned at the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them away quickly. I was used to these kinds of words from her, but they hit harder now that it was my birthday.
But I still told myself I wouldn’t cry. Not in front of her. I was used to this. I had to be strong.
“Darling, calm down,” my father said. “It’s her birthday. Let’s not ruin the day.”I noticed him trying to remind her of the day but she became furious.
“Don’t fucking start with me, Ambrose,” my mother snapped,l. “You’re always defending her, spoiling her. No wonder she’s turned out this way!”
He sighed, rubbing his temples but didn’t argue further. He never did. He always let her have the last word.
I stood there for a moment, my stomach growling with hunger, but I knew better than to ask again. There was no point. I just nodded silently and left the room. As I walked out the door, I could still hear my mother’s sharp voice echoing behind me
I was unloved and unwanted, just like I always was.
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