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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 gathering dispersed, and I walked back to the classroom with Mechelle, our arms linked.

After contemplating for a moment, I decided to share with Mechelle, "I'll be staying in the dorms next week."

"Oh? Why?" Mechelle was surprised, glancing around before adding, "Aren't you living with that person? Why the sudden move to the dorms?"

I furrowed my brow and replied, "It's a bit complicated."

"Hey, I've been meaning to ask you, what happened last Saturday? Why did Karl suddenly say he's coming?"

Mechelle continued to inquire. We were on the stairs, and the crowd was a bit congested.

I got pushed to the side and leaned my arm against the wall.

The cuff of my school uniform rode up, revealing a portion of my forearm. Turning my head, I noticed a boy ahead looking back at me - Bruno.

Instinctively, we made eye contact, and I saw what he held in his hand. In his palm, he held a white strip - a band-aid.

Chapter141- Bruno's Hidden Secret