Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 282

It was happening again.

The yelling.

I slammed my door shut and pressed my back against it, trying to block out the angry voices. I could hear them in the kitchen and then in the living room, and then their voices would get ouder all the way up to their bedroom.

Why did they always fight? Why couldn’t they just stop?

I wasn’t a grown–up – I was only seven – but I didn’t understand. Why couldn’t we just be like the other families I saw? The ones that smiled and laughed and made cookies together. Why was it always like this at home?

Mum ad Dad were always involved in one fight or another.

Their fights never stopped.

Their anger never cooled.

And somewhere along the way, my mother’s love for me

nished.

I was nothing more than a disposable variable in their equation. Just a quiet thing in the corner, hoping someone would remember I was there.

The negligence.

The hatred from my mother for no reason.

It wasn’t always like this. Mum used to smile at me. She used to hold me tight and tell me I was the best thing in her world. And

Dad

–

– he used to take me shopping for fishing rods, showing me how to put the worm on the hook, telling me to be patient.

He used to ruffle my hair and call me his “little champ.”

I used to feel like they loved me.

But now, I wasn’t a son to them anymore. I was just something they forgot to count when adding up what mattered.

I’d lie in bed, curled up with my blanket, wishing for a new family. I wanted a family where people smiled and hugged and didn’t yell all the time. A family where they would look at me and say, “I love you,” and I wouldn’t have to wonder if I was even supposed

She used to be the Luna every woman in the pack admired. She was raceful, kind, beautiful inside and out. She’d smile at every pup and know every pack member’s name by heart. She was the heart of ur home.