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

I watched with savage satisfaction as the two remaining attackers turned on each other, their fists connecting with brutal precision. Blood sprayed across the forest floor with each blow. One man caught the other with a particularly vicious punch to the throat. His companion stumbled backward, gasping for air.


My name, spoken in that soft, trembling voice, cut through my bloodlust like nothing else could.


I turned to find Seraphina staring at me. Not at the men. At me. Her green eyes were wide with terror, her body trembling as she clutched her torn dress to her chest. The fear in her gaze wasn't directed at her would-be rapists.


Something shifted inside my chest. The red haze of rage receded instantly.


"Sera." I moved toward her slowly, as one might approach a frightened animal. "You're safe now."


She flinched when I reached for her. The small movement was like a knife to my gut.


Chapter 85