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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

I lightly tapped my fingertips on the box.

This is the right way to do it. This hits the mark.

I flipped to the bottom and took out two things, then closed the box and pushed it with force, starting to unpack the white silk box.

I have already taken out the items and placed them in front of her, "Should I help you put them on?"

How did it come to the point of putting them on? She picked it up and looked at it. It was two very thin white silk stockings, possibly only reaching the thighs.

There were two fluffy tufts of down on the leg loop, and the top was connected to a peculiar leather leg ring.

It looked like the most normal item in the box. It even looks quite nice. As she was still studying it, I had already lifted her up and both of us sat on the sofa.

chapter129-slap me