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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

The leg restraint was tossed aside, and I lay on the couch, catching my breath. Karl's hand slid to my waist, fingers splayed out, gently massaging me. His other hand lifted a cigarette to his lips, supporting his chin with his fingers, the smoke curling between them.

Both of us were lost in thought, silent for about ten minutes, before we headed to the bathroom together for a shower.

The sound of water enveloped us as we kissed beneath the showerhead, our bodies drenched, embracing each other in the nude.

Karl's gaze toward me was sticky and wet, just like his lips that pressed against mine, moist and warm. Our entwined kisses, with one tilting their head down and the other tilting up, were intimate, closer than any lovemaking.

After stepping out of the shower, Karl poured a glass of water for me. I drank half of it, and he finished the rest. Holding hands, we turned off the lights in the living room and walked upstairs together.

chapter132-piece of trash