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7-What Are You Hiding In Your Pants, Stepbro?

Nora:

Once we arrived home, Ryker went off with his brothers and father to attend a werewolf council

meeting, while I stuck to my bedroom. It was a sp**us room with a glass door on one side, opening

to the balcony. The outside showcased mountains with a large moon breaking through the dark

clouds

“It’s a full moon night, I mumbled, my first eighteenth full moon,” I added, sliding open the glass door

as I made my way to the balcony. As I gazed at the moon, a peculiar sensation stirred within me

“Every eighteen-year-old must be finding mates tonight, I uttered, “but I can’t with a lack of my wolf”

I sighed sadly. “I need some sweets,” I scratched the back of my neck, craving dessert to avoid that

subject.

The mating ball was definitely not for me. I wouldn’t dare go there and get upset at the sight of

everyone feeling mate bonds. Everyone except me.

The Omega serving the family had cautioned me against leaving my bedroom due to the brothers

roaming around the mansion like crazy beasts. Evidently, they had an argument upon their return.

Their untamed behavior made me wonder how they would handle their mates with such mood

swings. But now it was silent, so I could sneak out for some snacks.

The mansion’s walls were beautifully white, soothing for a dark

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soul like mine I wore a white silk can top and blive booty shorts, complementing my long thighs.

Despite Ryker’s advice against such nightwear, I stuck to what made me comfortable. ! didn’t

understand why he forcade me from wearing what I liked

I got my back, long hair and green eyes infented from my father, but sadly didn’t get anything from

my mother My AMVGI te secondioot and escrossed the long dark fallway, Ireced teone leading to

Alpha Cain’s studio. Without dwelling on it too deeply managed to traverse the hall adwegeazon the

studio. My steps rated ando strange urge to pee inaceorged through my body since “Eto na Ter, jue

a ot. I gubes ganced around ensuring rossby would catch me The only reason I wanted to take a

Alveste heard a women’s voice from inside.

Despite all the restrictions, I still made my way to the studio and good, hong behind the half open

door. He was indeed inside, but this time he had a white shirton. Although the shirt failed to hide his

ads since he had left it fully open, it was his black pants without a belt and slightly unbuckled that

kept forcing my eyes

Tkest my breathing down because there was a woman, her back fachg me. “So, your small had

some terme Cain continued revealing that this was the werewof model he had confused me

“I want the handsome alpha artiet to go naked when I go naked; she shrugged, her red bob hair

making her long bare back viable. Her blue dress lay around her waist, and I didn’t see any bra

strap, so I could guess she was sitting on a stool braless in front of him.

Something inside me urged me to see her face, but it was only possible if she turned around.

“Hmm! Smooth! But I don’t feel like complying to that. You see! Not everybody can make my heart

flutter. Besides, I only paint my subjects,” Cain shrugged as he stepped behind the canvas and

made some strokes, holding a wine glass in his free hand.

Wait! Earlier, he told me he agreed to the email I sent him. I was shocked that now he was not

interested when a girl was naked before him.

I shook off all the thoughts and focused on Cain. “I know you think nobody is good enough for you,”

the ** girl continued to converse with him while he was busy painting on the canvas.

“You seem to think you know me?” he whispered under hist heavy breath, his beautiful thick

eyelashes fluttering while he narrowed his gaze at his creation on the canvas.

“I do. But I was hoping you would help me pose-,” she paused when he raised one thick eyebrow

and stared at her with his hazel eyes. He then put the brush down and steadily

approached her so that she could continue her statement, “and. maybe paint on my body too.”

As she finished, she placed her hand on his black pants, and he lowered his head to watch her

hand. My heart s**d and a weird wave of jealousy struck me. Maybe because my

stepbrother didn’t even welcome me properly and was giving this she-wolf attention?

However, my view changed when he abruptly pushed her hand away and shook his head.

“I am going to paint you only,” his tone was harsh and there was

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a frown playing on his forehead.

“Is this a bad night? You have been in a very stern mood. Am I not intriguing enough for you?” the

sudden disappointment was evident in her voice. Now that she mentioned it, even I noticed that he

didn’t seem too interested in her.

“You are someone I am painting tonight and that’s all,” it was shocking that a naked she-wolf

couldn’t entice him. I began to anxiously play with the ring in my finger, containing a blue zircon.

“Maybe a little flirting from you will set the mood well,” she changed back to her seductive voice but

Cain didn’t bother answering her. He took a sip from his glass and returned to his canvas, leaving

her hopelessly sitting on the stool.

“Not everyone can make me forget what canvas I’m painting on,” Cain commented and put the

glass down, slowly taking off his shirt while his eyes stayed on the canvas. He didn’t do it to excite

her, he was just getting comfortable himself.

But my eyes were roaming everywhere his body. I was a little relief that he didn’t make her feel

special until I recalled something,

He is my stepbrother! I shook my head to get out of the haze and was about to straighten my back

when I felt my heart s**g a beat.

I raised my head and caught Cain staring into space, probably confused. I lost my steps as I backed

down, but it was the changing melody of my heartbeat that worried me. I heard my heartbeat in my

head, and then when his heartbeat mixed with mine, I began to tremble.

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As I turned around, I tripped on my own f**g foot and face planted. My knee got scratched and my

thigh muscle stiffened. But in that moment, I realized I needed to get away from here because I

heard them scoff.

“Lazy!” the girl’s sharp accent and omment sounded so mean.

Instead of looking behind, I got to my feet and began hoping to my bedroom. As soon as I was

about to enter the room and shut the door, a hand placed on the door prevented the closing.

I came face to face with Cain, who had his eyes narrowed at me and his eyebrows frowned.

“I was just walking past-your studio,” I stuttered, feeling so awkward watching him stand before me

with his abs on display and him wearing only pants.

He pushed the door open and I hoped backward, trying to create a distance between us but he had

now walked into my

bedroom.

He marched in my direction until have backed against the wall.

His eyes were piercing through mine without blinking.

As he placed his arm against the wall and leaned over, I held my breath in and lowered my eyes.

“What were you doing outside my studio, little sister?” my skin got covered in goosebumps at how

deep and raspy his voice

Was.

“I was walking past I began to repeat myself when a scoff from him silenced me.

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“I heard that excuse and it didn’t make sense. At least try a little harder,” he uttered, making me

raise my head and look at his face from up close.

There was a weird seriousness on his face, and his eyes never left my sight.

“And what happened here?” I didn’t even know if he had seen the bruise on my knee until he

brought it up and flicked his fingers over it.

“Ouch!” I winced, making his eyebrows to be raised.

“Ouch?” he copied me, “are you that fragile?” he mumbled, lowering his shoulders so that his face

could match my face’s level.

“Do you want me to take care of your wound?” he whispered directly on my face, his beautiful eyes

staring right at me and challenging all rules.

“Yes,” I felt like an idiot for saying that.

“What? I didn’t hear you,” he questioned, bringing his ear close to my lips and asking me to repeat

myself.

My heart was flipping around my chest at his closeness. His scent was so mild and mesmerizing.

“Yes!” I said it a bit louder this time. He didn’t move away and nodded his head before finally pulling

his ear back and his face up close to mine again.

“Why are you blushing at your brother?” he asked, playfulness evident in his voice.

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I quickly touchied my cheeks before lowering my head like a guilty person.

He was right! Why was his every move able to make me feel weird in my body?

“Nora! Oh Nora!” he sighed and stretched his neck, his hand against the wall and his body being

supported by it.

“I would have love to taken care of my sister if only-,” he paused and looked back into my eyes,

watching me anticipate his response, “If only I f**g cared.”

His tone suddenly changed and his mood changed. He no longer looked playful but indifferent.

“Don’t be lurking around my studio again,” he removed his hand and stepped back, making me

stare at his face in disbelief.

I couldn’t believe it was so easy for him to make me blush and then walk away like he did nothing.