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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

"Oh my, what happened to your eyes?!"

As soon as I entered the classroom in the morning, Mechelle cradled my face and carefully examined my eyes.

My eye sockets were swollen, once big eyes now reduced to multiple layers of wrinkled eyes, barely able to open. I looked at Mechelle with a pitiful expression.

"What did you do last night? Did you cry?" she asked.

I sighed, resting my face on the desk, and replied wearily, "I didn't do anything; I just couldn't sleep."

"Tsk, I feel like something's been off with me lately," Mechelle remarked.

I closed my eyes and nodded. "I feel the same."

Turning my face to the desk once again, I muttered, "It's so frustrating."

"Well, you can talk to me about it. Anything bothering you recently?"

I remained silent for a moment, then sat up straight, hesitating before speaking.

"Mechelle, let's assume, I mean hypothetically—"

"Yeah," Mechelle interrupted, "go on."

Chapter 72-heart stirred