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

My heart fluttered as I gazed out at the endless blue horizon from our private villa in the Maldives. Crystal-clear water stretched as far as I could see, merging with the sky in a seamless blend of azure. The gentle lapping of waves against the stilts beneath our overwater bungalow created a soothing rhythm that almost—almost—made me forget the circumstances of this trip.


"I can't believe I'm actually here," I whispered to myself, trailing my fingers along the wooden railing of our expansive deck.


The Maldives had always been my dream destination. I'd mentioned it once to Kaelen years ago, during a rare moment of genuine connection when I was sixteen. He'd immediately dismissed it as too risky, too exposed, too far from his sphere of control. Yet here we were.


Chapter 62