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

Isolde rushed toward me as soon as I entered the vacation house's expansive living room. Her long blonde hair flowed behind her like a golden waterfall, her blue eyes filled with genuine concern. 


I managed a weak smile as she enveloped me in a tight hug. My body still ached from yesterday's attack in the woods, and from Kaelen's possessive handling afterward.


"I'm fine," I lied, pulling away from her embrace. "Just a little shaken up."


Isolde tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, studying my face. "When Kaelen carried you in yesterday, covered in blood, I thought—" Her voice caught. "I was so worried."


Guilt washed over me. Here she was, genuinely concerned about my wellbeing, while part of me still simmered with irrational jealousy. Every time I saw her with Kaelen, smiling and comfortable in a way I never could be, that ugly emotion reared its head.


Chapter 86