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Following the tragic deaths of Marilyn's mother and stepfather, she received an astonishing revelation that she had a younger half-brother named Lynn, residing hundreds of kilometers away within a different wolf pack. Despite being eighteen years old, Lynn had not yet undergone his first transformation into a wolf.
With the unfortunate demise of Lynn's grandparents, Marilyn, unrelated by blood, found herself appointed as his sole legal guardian, bearing the responsibility to care for his well-being.
The harsh realities of their impoverished existence had molded Lynn into a reticent and introspective individual. However, akin to the unwavering resilience of a young poplar tree, he grew into a poised and striking young man, fearlessly confronting life's challenges.
On the night when Marilyn brought him to her home, Lynn, who had shown no prior signs of undergoing the wolf shift, unexpectedly entered his awakening phase. Restless and uneasy, he stood in the living room, beads of sweat forming on his brow as he gazed at Marilyn, softly murmuring, "Sis……, I believe I may be running a fever."
This is a story about a little puppy transforming into a big wolf……

My youthful Alpha stepbrother

My massive shaft throbbed violently, and the knotted veins beneath my skin pulsed as if they wanted to burst out. I hadn't expected the remaining half bottle of wine to be used on me. Marilyn placed the wine bottle aside, grabbed my waist, and leaned down to lick my wine-slicked chest.

Her warm, wet tongue gently traced over my nipples, and her red lips sucked on them. I was barely able to bite down on my shirt.

Without waiting for me to adjust to this completely new sensation, Marilyn grabbed my throbbing member and gently began to rub her thumb against the sensitive slit at the tip.

I tilted my head back, the veins on my neck bulging, my breaths heavy. My clear and melodious voice had completely changed. Occasionally, I couldn't help but let out deep, hoarse moans, sounding as if I were in pain.

Chapter 55-frantic