Alpha Stepfather Is My Mate!
img img Alpha Stepfather Is My Mate! img Chapter 1 A Stepfather
Chapter 8 Forbidden img
Chapter 9 Temporary Fling img
Chapter 10 Going On A Date img
Chapter 11 Hungry For Popsicles, Kitten img
Chapter 12 You Have Me Now, Olivia. img
Chapter 13 Make You Beg Every Single Day. img
Chapter 14 Does My Kitten Want Me img
Chapter 15 I Want You, Please. img
Chapter 16 Always Wondered What You Will Taste Like img
Chapter 17 Nothing Will Stop Me img
Chapter 18 I’m Going To Run Away. img
Chapter 19 Going Somewhere, Kitten img
Chapter 20 What Happens To Disobedient Kittens. img
Chapter 21 Strip, kitten. I want to see all of you. img
Chapter 22 See how good I make you feel img
Chapter 23 23: Beg for it, kitten. img
Chapter 24 I Want to see my Daughter! img
Chapter 25 25: You Are Not Allowed To Leave img
Chapter 26 I love it when you smell like me img
Chapter 27 Already The Perfect Luna img
Chapter 28 Olivia, I Want You img
Chapter 29 You Are Soaked, Kitten img
Chapter 30 Were You In Your Room Last Night img
Chapter 31 Seducing Your Stepfather img
Chapter 32 We Need To Talk, Andre. img
Chapter 33 Who Is The Lucky Lady img
Chapter 34 Adorable Kitten img
Chapter 35 Welcome To Crestwood College img
Chapter 36 We will continue when we get home img
Chapter 37 I Want To Take You Right Here. img
Chapter 38 Is Wanting My Mate Weird img
Chapter 39 Say It, Kitten! img
Chapter 40 Have To Sit This One Out img
Chapter 41 Prince Charming Saved The Day img
Chapter 42 I Want My Name On Your Tongue img
Chapter 43 My Kitten Broke The Rules img
Chapter 44 Nak3d And Waiting For Him img
Chapter 45 That Was Amazing, Daddy. img
Chapter 46 Are You Ready For Me, Kitten img
Chapter 47 What are you doing here, Nicole img
Chapter 48 I Like How You Roll, Olivia. img
Chapter 49 Am I Not Attractive Enough img
Chapter 50 I Need A Break Anyway img
Chapter 51 Try It On For Me, Kitten img
Chapter 52 I’m Breaking Things Up img
Chapter 53 Caught Red-handed img
Chapter 54 You Are Being Awfully Secretive img
Chapter 55 Everyone Is Waiting For You img
Chapter 56 I Know What You Are Doing, Vixen img
Chapter 57 Panicking img
Chapter 58 Fishing The Culprit Out img
Chapter 59 Guess One Isn’t Enough For You img
Chapter 60 You have to be fucking kidding me img
Chapter 61 She Is My Fated Mate. img
Chapter 62 Meeting The Family Already img
Chapter 63 Are You Mad At Daddy img
Chapter 64 Third Is A Charm img
Chapter 65 You are moving on quite quickly. img
Chapter 66 Getting Out Of Here img
Chapter 67 You Should Run, Olivia. img
Chapter 68 Make Me Forget, André img
Chapter 69 I love You, Olivia img
Chapter 70 Last Wishes Of A Dying Man img
Chapter 71 Finally Leaving img
Chapter 72 Making Her His Mate. img
Chapter 73 Finding Information img
Chapter 74 Left With Jaxon ! img
Chapter 75 Attacked! img
Chapter 76 How Can You Resist Me img
Chapter 77 You Disgust Me, Nicole. img
Chapter 78 Stay Longer Than Expected img
Chapter 79 Knight In Shining Armour img
Chapter 80 You Are A Real Party Pooper img
Chapter 81 Nothing Would Stop Me img
Chapter 82 Pretty Little Thing img
Chapter 83 Definitely Leaving With Me img
Chapter 84 I’ve Missed You So Much Kitten img
Chapter 85 Someone Knows About Us img
Chapter 86 I…I Can’t Go Back With You. img
Chapter 87 Lock The Door, Kitten. img
Chapter 88 Yes, Olivia, I’m Yours. img
Chapter 89 You Have To Understand, André img
Chapter 90 Don’t Cross The Line, Olivia img
Chapter 91 You Are All Mine, Kitten. img
Chapter 92 You Don’t Get To Make The Orders Here img
Chapter 93 Beg Me To Please You img
Chapter 94 I Want You Inside Me img
Chapter 95 Not Every Battle Is To Be Fought img
Chapter 96 I Think You Have Said Enough img
Chapter 97 Name Your Price img
Chapter 98 I Dare You To Say It Again. img
Chapter 99 You are… Are Gay img
Chapter 100 Playing Hero img
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Alpha Stepfather Is My Mate!

Lucy Stonee
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Chapter 1 A Stepfather

Olivia's POV

I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes.

In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dad’s ashes.

It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood.

This was no dream. Dad was dead.

It was almost unbelievable, but it was true.

I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time.

Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time.

That was impossible.

Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay with…

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door.

The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room.

I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her.

My mother.

She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears.

She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.” Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust.

"You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest."

Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery.

Now, it was me.

"What are you doing here, Nicole?”

She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides.

"Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.”

I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother?

Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around.

"Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all."

She turned to me again.

"You got my letter, didn't you?"

I folded my arms and stared angrily at her.

"Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke."

My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, “Look, Liv..."

"Don't call me Liv.” That was something that only my loved ones could call me.

She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one person—Dad. And he was not even here anymore.

Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment.

"Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you."

She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come?

When I had gotten the letter from the pack’s Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldn’t make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors.

Yet, she had ended up coming.

I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she...

The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up.

Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door.

My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase.

"I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather."

I scoffed angrily. How dare she?

"You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!"

She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?"

I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less.

"For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you."

“That would have been better, Liv,” she mumbled and turned away.

If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know.

“Driver, step on it. I have things to do."

The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind.


"How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours.

The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away.

"I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll.

Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air.

This explained everything.

She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha.

My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it.

"Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?"

"No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out."

I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me.

"I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed."

Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury.

We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback.

This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as ‘Luna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me.

I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by.

The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly.

"Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room."

I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly.


"I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down."

I scoffed.

"Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here."

Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase.

Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was.

Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me.

His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe.

"Alpha André, good afternoon.” My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine.

Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband?

He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him.

How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole?

Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?”