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 42 - An Opulent Offering, A Tense Revelation


I froze in the doorway of my bedroom, unable to process what I was seeing. My once-plain room had transformed into something straight out of a luxury magazine spread.


Rich, emerald-green curtains framed my windows, replacing the faded beige ones I'd had since moving in. The walls, previously bare, now featured tasteful artwork—watercolor landscapes that somehow captured exactly the kind of scenes I'd always found peaceful. My old bedding was gone, replaced with plush, cream-colored linens and an assortment of decorative pillows in varying shades of green and gold.


"What the..." I whispered, stepping further inside.


Soft, recessed lighting created a warm glow throughout the space. A vase of fresh orchids—my favorites—sat on a new, elegant nightstand. In the corner where my rickety desk had been, a beautiful writing table now stood, its surface gleaming in the gentle light.
