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 63 - Unveiled Fears and an Unwelcome Guest


The cool water of the pool embraced my sore body, offering sweet relief as I floated on my back, staring at the darkening sky above our Maldivian paradise. The sun was setting, painting everything in shades of gold and crimson. It should have been perfect.


I winced as I stretched my arms, my muscles protesting the movement. Kaelen had been insatiable since we arrived—claiming me in the bedroom, on the balcony, against the shower wall, and now here in the pool just minutes ago. My body bore the evidence of his passion in tender bruises and bite marks that he examined with possessive pride.


"You're too quiet," Kaelen called from where he lounged at the edge of the pool, his muscular torso glistening with water droplets. "What are you thinking about?"


I continued floating, not ready to meet his gaze. "Just wondering if you'll ever get enough."


"Of you?" He chuckled, the sound deep and rumbling. "Never."
