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 43 - The Bracelet's Fury and a Calculated Snare


"Or what, Kaelen?" The words hung between us like a challenge I immediately regretted.


His eyes darkened to forest green, pupils dilating with something primal and possessive. That smile—cold and calculated—sent ice through my veins.


"Would you like to find out?" he asked, his voice silky with promise.


I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat painful as I tried to back away. His grip on my wrist remained unbreakable.


"You're hurting me," I whispered, hoping to appeal to whatever humanity lurked beneath his obsession.


His grip loosened slightly, but his focus remained on the silver bracelet. "This," he said, flicking the small star charm with his finger, "is unacceptable."


"It's just jewelry," I insisted. "It doesn't mean anything."


"If it doesn't mean anything, then removing it shouldn't be a problem." His logic was a trap, designed to corner me.
