Serena_Moon

"Sterling, what have you done?"  I whispered, my voice trembling.  "He was just asking for help!"

My stepbrother's eyes, usually a deep emerald green, now glowed with predatory amber as he shifted partially back from his wolf form.  His breathing was heavy, primal.

"He was too close to you, Aurora.  His scent was all over you."  Sterling's voice was eerily calm as he wiped blood from his hands onto his dark jeans.  "No man approaches what's mine."

Mine.  That word made my skin crawl.  I wasn't his.  I was his stepsister, not his possession.

Claimed By My Stepbrother's Obsession

Chapter 40 - Lingerie, Fury, and a Stolen Goodbye


The lingerie store was the last place I wanted to be with Kaelen. My cheeks burned as he guided me past racks of lacy bras and thongs, his hand possessive at the small of my back.


"Pick whatever you want," he said, his voice low and intimate. "Price doesn't matter."


I glanced around nervously. "I don't need new underwear."


"It's not about need." His eyes darkened as they roamed over me. "I want to see you in something beautiful."


A saleswoman approached, her professional smile not quite hiding her curiosity. "May I help you find anything specific?"


Before I could speak, Kaelen answered. "My wife needs a complete wardrobe. Show us your finest collections."


Wife. The word sent a strange flutter through my chest. It wasn't true—not yet anyway—but hearing him claim me so casually made my stomach tighten.


"Of course, sir." The saleswoman gestured toward a private area. "Our premium collection is this way."
