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1-Hello Stepbrothers, Please Be Gentle With Me.

I thought the Moon Goddess had blessed me with a new family when I met my quadruplet

stepbrothers. Bu ittle did I know, I was moving into a home where my stepbrothers called me their

stepsister during the day and their mate at night.

Nora:

“It’s really tough for me to look after this wolfless girl,” the principal complained to the head of the

council, Lord Atwood Archer.

My head hung even lower as I couldn’t stop shaking.

“Tell me what went down today?” Lord Atwood asked, giving me a quick glance while I kept my tom-

open shirt forcefully closed.

“Some of the boys and girls targeted her until she was found hiding in the school’s basement. She

was badly shaken up and in tears,” Mr. Fortin explained the day’s events that led them to summon

Lord Archer to the school grounds. Clearly, the principal opted for the most PG version of recent

events. In the explicit version, I was tossed around and prodded until my shirt ripped open down the

middle. That’s when I sprinted to hide from the bullies.

“Your teachers and staff can’t handle a few high school bullies?” Lord Archer raised his voice, and

as I shivered at his tone, he

calmed down.

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“It’s not easy for us to provide protection to Omegas, let alone a she-wolf whose wolf never woke

up. She’s basically human, and it’s really becoming difficult to shield her. These powerful

Alphas from different packs are being sent to our academy for training, and when they see her, their

inner ego pushes them to bully her. You, being a father of quadruplet alphas yourself, know how

challenging it is to deal with alphas. I cannot upset. the Alphas,” the principal made his stance clear.

However, I foresaw this coming. The pack’s high school operated under the most significant

hierarchy system.

“That’s ridiculous,” as Lord Atwood complained, the principal decided to add some more statements

to complete his argument.

“I’m sorry, Lord Atwood, but you were the Alpha King of the Red Storm Pack, and these rules were

established during your reign. Now that you’ve retired, and the council is in the process of electing

your Quadruplets as the Alpha kings, life may seem. perfect for you and your boys. However, this

high school accommodates other Alphas from neighboring packs, and if we prioritize Omegas,

sigmas, and humans over them, our high school will lose its charm,” the principal was delicately

conveying that it was our fault for being born weaker.

Humans were essentially those whose wolves never woke up, making them ultimate targets.

Omegas were treated as s**s, and sigmas were considered insignificant.

“Well, then I must say everyone is wrong to think they can mistreat her,” Lord Atwood uttered as he

took a deep pause. It seemed like he had come up with something. “Because she is not an ordinary

human girl. She is my stepdaughter.”

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The moment those words left his lips, the principal took off his glasses, watching me with much

anticipation now. I had no clue what Lord Atwood was talking about.

“Nora Oman, right?” Lord Atwood turned to me and asked, and as I nodded, he lowered his head

and let out a sigh.

“The only reason I have been coming here to check on her is because of her mother. Nora is the

daughter of my late second- chance mate. I wish I had stepped up before, but it’s never tool late,”

Lord Atwood continued speaking, and we continued listening.

A part of me wanted to bring up many questions, but silence. seemed like the best option at the

moment.

“Oh sweet Goddess!” Principal Fortin exclaimed in horror. As he stood up from his seat and paced

around, I gathered that her was not actually very excited about the news,

“Do your sons know about it?” Fortin questioned, and Lord. Atwood shook his head.

“I guess they’ll meet her today when I take her home,” he sounded a bit flabbergasted at his own

decision.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea? The young Alphas are already troubling, and with this new

information, they’ll hate you even more, Fortin uttered, stopping near Atwood and gently placing. his

hand on the back of Atwood’s hand. The two used to be best friends, so I assume Fortin was

shocked but also concerned about the new revelations.

“I have to do what I can. Besides, they are really at their best. behaviors for now, just for the sake of

crownings,” Lord Atwood

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took a deep breath and then stood up from his seat to turn to me, “Are you ready to meet your

stepbrothers, Nora?”

He looked so guilty and scared as I gave him a nod. I figured it would be better to live with him and

have a family than to live in the mountains or live in the hostel. They were too troublesome for my

liking.

“Update me on how they react when you have time,” Fortin voiced as I walked out of the office with

Lord Atwood.

Now that we were out of sight of Principal Fortin, I began to notice Lord Atwood’s appearance. He

was tall, probably 6 feet, and had blue eyes. His hair was all gray now, but his build was still pretty

solid.

I’ve heard about the Alpha King brothers. They were young achievers with not only a desire to be

an alpha King but having their own interests to spark good relationships with their pack. members.

“I’m so sorry for not coming soon for your rescue,” he whispered, stealing glances from me. In

response, I only nodded.

I didn’t know what to say to him. Just a few minutes ago, I had no clue my mother was a second

chance mate to the Alpha King, Atwood Archer.

“Let’s go home,” Lord Atwood then walked me to his car and helped me slide into his Bentley. After

a much stressful ride, I finally arrived at my new home.

However, reality was beginning to set in on me. I wondered if it was a good idea to live with so

many people. But then I saw the

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mansion ahead, and a little greed for living the life of an Alpha King’s daughter sparked inside me.

The hierarchy was evident in the mansion. The s**ts outside were either Omegas or Sigmas. And

the guarding

responsibilities were handed over to the G**as.

“Listen, my sons are a little hot-headed, but they are good people. Once they accept you as their

little sister, they will keep you protected, Lord Atwood mumbled while opening the gate for me. Now,

I didn’t know how else to take his words, but I was ready to head inside.

Right upon entering, I realized my hand was cramping up from holding my shirt tight from the middle

to not accidentally flash my stepfather.

“Oh, why don’t you go inside while I attend this call?” Just when I thought my misery would end,

Lord Atwood gave me a hand gesture and stepped aside with his phone clutching to his ear.

Upon stepping inside, a dazzling chandelier hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm and inviting

glow over the foyer. The floor was made of polished marble, reflecting the shimmering light and

adding a touch of luxury to the space. Expansive windows allowed natural light to flood in. While the

rest of the mansion was consumed with silence, there was one particular room at the end of the

hallway on the second floor where I could hear some noises from Desperate to have an interaction

with someone, I stormed in its way.

“How intimidating could the brothers get? I shrugged to myself.

Once they discover they’ve got a little sister, they’re bound to warm up to me and treat me like a

princess.

Those were my initial thoughts, and I clung to them until I opened the partially ajar door to the

expansive room.

It wasn’t just any room.

It was an art room, a studio. Paintings of various kinds adorned every nook and cranny, and the

large window that covered most of the wall lent it an even more splendid ambiance.

I moved closer to the lone uncovered painting, perhaps left without a white sheet like the others for

drying purposes. The very first thing that escaped my lips was a gasp.

It was a nude painting of a stunning woman draped in chocolate.

The details were so intricate that I had to avert my gaze shyly.

And that’s when the artist himself emerged from the small room. within the larger space.

The attractive guy sported only khaki pants with paint brushes. sticking out of them. The lack of a

shirt revealed his perfectly defined abs and broad, muscular shoulders.

Holding a brush and a wine glass in his hands, he spared me at quick glance.

I was stunned by the sight of his sharp jawline, striking hazel eyes, and dirty blond hair. He was

broad and muscular, but it was the way his body moved as he walked that made me gulp and

forced my gaze downward. Don’t even get me started on the package in his pants. I shouldn’t be

looking there, but he was the most ruggedly handsome man I had ever seen in my entire life. And

then he opened his d**n mouth, letting his s**y

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voice stun me.

“So, you’re the model here for naked art?”

The words shook the world beneath my feet, especially when spoken by my stepbrother.

2-Don’t Grow In Your Pants, I Am Your Stepsister

Nora:

Actually, as I struggled to form a word, he silenced me by striding closer to me. He was so tall,

standing over 6 feet 3, that a 5 foot 6 inches girl like me looked tiny in front of him.

He tucked the brush behind his ear and brought a stool to sit in front of me, his long legs spread

apart, his suspenders over his naked chest was something I couldn’t even look away from.

He probably did it to be on my level. Taking a sip from his wine, he silently observed me before his

gaze landed on my cleavage, which I had beer

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“Remove your fingers,” he instructed, gesturing with his eyes. I didn’t want to continue and wanted

to let him know immediately that I’m not the model he thinks I am.

I am his stepsister.

“I-,” as I struggled to form a word, I noticed he grabbed the paintbrush and ran the back of it around

my nipples over my shirt.

At this point, I felt even more uncomfortable. The tingling sensation down my spine made me gulp

and look up to meet his eyes.

“I read your email that you sent me before coming here. I didn’t respond because, let’s be honest, I

didn’t know what you looked like. But looking at you now, I will say yes!” he whispered, hist

brush still stroking my chest. With every word, he would move

his eyes and raise his eyebrows, making everything he said even more intriguing.

But now it was getting out of hand, and if I didnt say anything soon, I would end up in an

embarrassing situation with my stepbrother.

Thankfully, his cellphone rang, and he finally decided to step away. But as he looked at the screen,

he rolled his eyes, tossed his phone aside, and walked back to me.

I was surprised because I caught a glimpse of the screen, and it was his dad calling, a call he didn’t

even want to take

“So, where were we?” his attention was back on me. And honestly, I felt like I was committing a sin.

The way he walked and moved his shoulders made my heart race with every gesture.

“Oh yeah! you were going to take out your breasts,” hearing that word from his lips made me shrink

into myself and take a deep breath.

That was it. I had to tell him I am his stepsister. But how could I? He is so incredibly attractive.

He stared at me and then rolled his eyes when he saw that I wasn’t moving or letting go of my shirt.

“What is your rank? have you never seen an alpha before?” he was not wrong; I seemed stunned.

But the reason I was

stunned was because my stepbrother was the most handsome man walking on this land.

Don’t Grow Your Pants, I Am Your Steperatur

My eyes traveled down once again, and this time, I could see a visible bulge in his pants, rising

upward and giving a silhouette of how big his manhood was,

I gulped and closed my eyes with pressure. I felt like a dirty person for examining my stepbrother

like that. The worst was what he said next.

“Don’t be nervous. If it helps you, you are the only attractive model that made me react like this in

over a year,” his comment made me open my eyes in shock and look back at him as he stood only

a foot away from me, his eyes examining my body.

At this point, I was the one to be blamed. I let him get so comfortable that now I know my

stepbrother, who has not -found any naked model attractive, finds me attractive even

when I am fully clothed.

“Oh! My son Cain!” Thankfully, my stepfather arrived in time. He welcomed himself into the room

with his arms open, but Cain stepped away from him after giving him a judgmental look. From the

get-go, I could tell they were not on good terms. At least Alpha Cain was not on good terms with his

father.

Lord Atwood instantly put his hands down and then turned to look at me.

“What are you doing in my studio?” Cain didn’t even let him say another word before he started

raising his voice at his father. He was probably disturbed because he thought I was the model he

would be working with.

“I told you not to come near my studio when I have guests over,” he added, making his father frown

and stare at him.

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“Oh! this is not only a guest. I mean, not only your guest. Didn’t you tell him?” Lord Atwood seemed

bewildered, and I don’t blame him. I should have opened my mouth and introduced myself already.

“Tell me what? Do you know her?” Cain’s frown intensified, narrowing his hazel eyes at me.

“She is your-little stepsister,” the moment those words left Lord Atwood’s mouth, Cain’s eyes shone

a red color so clearly that I gulped and stepped behind Lord Atwood.

“What the heck are you saying? Do you even know what that means?” Cain yelled, hastily

approaching his father.

“I know what I am saying. She is the daughter of Lillian,” Lord Atwood’s voice turned lower when

mentioning my mother.

The look on Cain’s face scared me. It was as if watching him go. through a variety of emotions,

including anger, confusion, and disgust.

“How dare you bring that filth here? Is that how you repay us for forgiving you? You bring the w**e’s

daughter home, who is the reason our mother left this world?” Cain didn’t waste a minute before he

tossed his wine glass across the wall and yelled at the loudest.

He probably even forgot that as an alpha, his anger can bring chaos. But the way he talked about

Lillian in itself was a sign that I am glad I wasn’t the one who told him I am his stepsister.

“Your anger is justified but not towards Nora. She has done. nothing but live alone for years and get

picked on. I have promised Liliian that I will take care of her daughter-I am going

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to deliver that promise,” Lord Atwood uttered while Cain’s eyes shimmered with tears. One could

only in gine how much pain he was feeling at my arrival.

“Of course you would. You only care about your mistress wishes. And then you wonder why your

quintuplets grew up so messed up,” Cain made it very clear with his soft tone that he would never

accept me as his little sister. And then when I thought he would just want us gone now, he turned to

me, “by the way, your daughter was staring at my pants. I hope she is not as messed up as her

mother.

I felt so ashamed when Lord Atwood turned to look at me. It was like he was disappointed but also

shocked.

What a way to start a journey with my new family. It was just one brother, I have yet to meet the

other brothers of mine.