Baby for my Alpha stepbrother

Kira's POV.

"We need to celebrate!" Lily exclaims as she grabs two glasses of champagne from the tray my secretary just walked in it and hands one over to me.

"We are celebrating." I raise my glass at her before bringing it to my lips.

"Champagne doesn't cut it Kira. We need to go somewhere and celebrate this achievement of yours like what it really is. I mean, you're turning twenty-three tomorrow and you're finally going to become the CEO of your father's company, I have so many things planned for your inauguration."

Seeing how excited she is about this makes me smile and ease back into my seat. Lily has been my best friend ever since Damon disappeared from my life and refused to make contact with me again but....

I shake my head to clear my thoughts. I can't be thinking about Damon on a day like this.

"I know, let's go clubbing." She shrieks.

"Clubbing? Lily it's just my inauguration and you of all people should know that I have to be on my best behavior to convince my step dad that I am ready for this."

"That doesn't matter, the company is yours and there is nothing he can do to take that away from you, so come on." She walks over to my side and grabs my arm.

"No...wait..." I protest but she doesn't listen, she forces me up from my desk, "at least let me take my bag."

"Forget it."

We are now both laughing as she leads me out of the office and towards the elevator. As soon as we are in the elevator, she pulls out her phone and starts texting someone and doesn't look away from it until we arrive at the lobby.

A car is waiting for us already and it's only a matter of minutes before we pull up in front of a club. The whole place isn't as loud and crowded as I expect it to be.

"It's a work day and still working hours Lily, we shouldn't even be here." I say to her but she wouldn't listen, she leads me to a VIP lounge and excuses herself to get us some drinks.

It's only a matter of time before she returns and this time, she is loaded with all kinds of drinks. I still don't understand why she thinks this place would be more fun than drinking in the office.

"Just be patient. It's almost time for the club to open its doors." She tries to pacify me.

"The doors are already open Lily, just in case you didn't notice that."

"It's not about that, just be patient." She pours me a shot of vodka and I willingly take it this time around even though I am well aware of the fact that I tend to loose control when I take strong alcohol.

A few minutes later, the bustling spirit returns to the club and I glance down at the dance floor only to see a large crowd dancing and screaming along with the beat.

"Told you, it's only a matter of time before this place lights up." She yells on top of her lungs so I can hear her over the loud music.

She orders more drinks and soon enough, I am gulping down shot after shot of Vodka. I am loosing myself in the music but even though I am consuming such a large amount of alcohol, I still don't understand why I can feel something in my...

I can no longer think straight because the next thing I know, I collapse back on the couch, unconscious.

My eye lids flutter open slowly but I shut them back quickly when a very bright light hits me directly in the face. I turn to my side and open my eyes again, I am in some sort of room and I have no idea how I got here or what I am doing here.

The last thing I remember is...is...

I don't remember anything. How is that possible? There's a light throbbing in my head that makes it really difficult for me to think straight but I force myself to get up and find my way to the bathroom.

Maybe if I splash some water on my face, it would help with the drowsiness. I stagger around and luckily for me, I locate the bathroom quite easily so I turn on the faucet and splash some water on my face.

It doesn't work.

I heave heavily, I don't even understand how I am feeling. With a tight grip on the sink, I ease down on the floor gently but the more I stay like that, the more the pain in my head and body intensifies.

Without a second thought, I crawl into the shower and turn it on, I don't bother to take off my clothes, I just sit underneath it and let the water flow down my body.

I am thoroughly soaked. I am shivering and my teeth are chittering but I feel better. I don't feel so lightheaded anymore and I can now stand on my feet.

My eyes scans the bathroom for something I can change into and I find a bath robe nearby. I grab it, take off my clothes and put it on.

I have barely wrapped it around my naked body when I hear the lock turn. I have been so focused on trying to clear my drowsiness that I totally forgot about the mystery behind my presence in this room and my inability to remember how I got here.

On impulse, I hide behind the bathroom door and hold my breath while I wait patiently for whoever it is to reveal themselves. I don't know if I am in danger or not so I must hide until I am sure this intruder doesn't pose a threat.

From the crack in the door, I see a young man step into the room and he doesn't waste time before he takes off his clothes and move towards the bathroom.

For some reason, I feel like he has no idea that he isn't alone. I don't know what to do, I am panicking so badly and I am about to....

My thoughts get cut off when I caught sight of his cock dangling lifelessly between his legs. It isn't hard yet but it is the biggest I have ever seen, not like I have seen a lot but my last boyfriend is nothing compared to this man.

I don't know why I can't take my eyes off it and the longer I watch him, the more I feel this tingling sensation between my thighs. I shouldn't feel this way, I never feel this way but I can't seem to control how wet I am becoming due to the sight of his cock.

Wishing to clear my head and make this go away, I step out from behind the door and his eyes widens in shock.

The expression on his face confirms that he has no idea someone else is in the room. His hands quickly drop down to cover his cock and I feel a twinge of disappointment that he has hidden such a wonderful sight from me.

He curses under his breath and quickly grabs a towel. He wraps it around his waist before he turns to face me.

"Let me guess, wrong room." He looks me over, "listen, this is definitely the room number on my key so you must be the one in the wrong room."

I can barely hear what he is saying, the sound of his voice is so intoxicating and I have no idea why I am acting like this but everything about this man is turning me on.

It feels like I am under the influence of something.

He strolls over to the table and grabs the phone to call someone.

"Did you check in alone or are you're with someone?" He asks.

"Check in?"

"Yes, did you check into this hotel alone?"

So...we're in a hotel room. I say to myself.

"Or are you with someone?"

Even though I have no clue what he is saying, I don't even think twice before I nod.

"Shit!" He mutters under his breath, "I must have swapped my key with that man in the elevator. This man you're with, is he dressed in a black..." the remaining part of his words trail off.

I am practically dripping into my panties. Whatever is wrong with me has taken over my senses and it's making me walk towards him. He doesn't notice on time because he is on the phone with someone I assume is the receptionist, he is about to tell her what happened when I grabbed the phone and slam it back down.

He looks up at me sharply.

"The fuck Miss! I have had a long day and I just want to get some sleep so let's sort this out..."

I slip off my robe and his words gets stuck in his throat as his eyes scans the length of my body.

He looks away sharply, "Please put on your robe and get out." He growls but I don't think I can, I am not the one doing this.

The real me is currently trapped somewhere in my sub conscious and she is trying to stop me but she has no power right now.

"Take me, please." I plead with him.

How pathetic can this be! Something must be wrong somewhere. This isn't me. My voice is screaming for me to stop inside my head but it's of no use.

"Miss...I don't know what you're doing or what's going on with you but please put back on your robe and let's find our correct rooms." He says softly.

He still wouldn't look at me so I have to keep putting myself in front of him anytime he looks away.

I am aching and throbbing for him, it doesn't make any sense but I am and with every second that passes, the aching keeps getting worse.

I am so mesmerized by his lips that I throw all caution to the wind and kiss him. He shoves me aside but do it again and he reacts the same way.

The third time I do it, he doesn't push me away.

Bloody hell Kira! What is wrong with you! A faint voice echoes in my head but I can't help myself.

Damon's POV.

"Twelve good years Damon, it's been twelve fucking years and you suddenly decide to show up out of the blue." Liam says as he wraps me up in a tight hug.

We're standing in front of his car and the last time I remember seeing his bright and cheerful face was when I walked into the airport, that night, twelve years ago.

I didn't tell anyone about my decision to leave except for Liam and this time, no one knows about my arrival except for him. He is the only one I can trust at the moment.

The only one I am certain isn't the anonymous killer I flew all the way back into the territories of a pack I swore to never to come back to again all those years ago, for.

"So...are you going to see Alpha Scott now?" He asks as we head towards the car.

Alpha Scott! That name echoes in my head over and over again. How can a name that is supposed to be very important to me sound so plain and worthless?

I don't respond and Liam takes that as a No, he turns around sharply and pins me with a stare. I try to ignore him and get to the car but he won't let me.

"C'mon man, it's been twelve years already!" He exclaims, "he is your father Damon, he deserves to know that you're back in the pack."

"It's just a quick business trip Liam, there's nothing to it and I would appreciate if you just drop me off at the hotel rather than whatever this is. I am so tired and I don't think I am in the mood to argue with you." I reply, calmly.

He opens his mouth to say something but decides not to. Without another word, he takes the wheel and we drive out of the parking lot.

Twelve years and nothing has changed about the Crescent Moon Pack, my father, Alpha Scott is still the Alpha and he is still married to Kira's mother.

Kira.

I smile sheepishly to myself at the thought of her beautiful face. Her face is now imprinted on my mind because I use to stare at her pictures, practically stalking her on the net for hours on endbut I can't seem to find her so I make do with childhood pictures due to the fact that I can't bring myself to respond to her numerous letters, emails, phone calls and so on.

But even that mysteriously stopped a few years ago. I am happy yet sad that she has moved on and I can't wait to see what she looks like now.

"Why are you smiling?" Liam's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Nothing." I reply curtly.

"It feels good to be back right?" He asks with a grin, "you know, your father always predicted that this day would come. Still can't believe I am not allowed to tell him."

I just smile at his response while my mind slowly drifts back to the only person I would practically kill someone to get a glimpse of right now.

After I left all those years ago, Kira had a really tough time. I blamed myself each day and questioned my decision to leave for so long. I knew replying to her messages would only make things worse so I just decide to do it and I am forced to continue that for the rest of my life.

It's one of my greatest regrets till date.

But, Kira, my attractive step-sister with the unique green eyes is no longer the baby sister I had to protect back in school, she is now Kira Richardson, the daughter of the late Beta of the Crescent Moon Pack, and currently a twenty-three years old woman who would inherit her late father's company tomorrow.

Which is the only reason why her mother was coerced into marrying my father and becoming his...

"We're here." Liam announces as he pulls up in front of a fancy looking hotel. "This is the best in the pack and trust me when I say your father can never find out you're here." He adds reassuringly.

"Not just my father, no one must know that I am back, is that clear?" I hold his gaze in the mirror until he nods before I look away and step down from his car.

"I think I would take it from here." I grab my bags and make it to the large hotel doors alone without even giving him a chance to say good bye.

That's one of my weaknesses though. I have never liked the concept of saying good bye to my loved ones.

I meet a red-head at the reception desk and she is more than willing to show me up to my room personally, she is practically throwing herself at me because she has no idea who I am. To her, I am probably just one of the numerous rich Alphasfrom a neighboring pack that visit Crescent's City to search for investments and business deals.

No one that did not know me as a child can recognize me, and growing up, my father hid me from the public so I can comfortably move around, at least to an extent.

After a few minutes, I mange to get past the receptionist and make my way to the elevator with the key that should unlock the room Liam booked for me.

This would be my sanctuary till I get to the bottom of the anonymous note I received two days ago.

I step into the elevator and just before it slides shut, a man dressed in black and wearing a black face cap rushes in. He keeps to the far end of the elevator and I can't even get a good look at his face.

He does not even acknowledge my presence.

We remain in silence until the elevator makes a ding sound and the doors slide open again. I step forward at the exact same time with him so our bodies slam against each other.

My key drops to the floor along with his almost immediately.

"Oh...I'm so sorry." I apologize but the stranger doesn't even have the curtesy to respond to that, he just bends down, picks up his keys and storms out.

"Fucking dummies." I hear him curse under his breath as he disappears down the other side of the hall.

I grab my keys and step out of the elevator after him. I am way too tired to be worried about a mannerless stranger so I glance down at the key card for the room number written on it.

"142." I read out loud to myself as I walk down the opposite direction in search of my room.

I don't have to walk for long though, soon enough, I am standing in front of a room with the number, "142" written boldly on it.

Exhausted and longing forward to a warm bath to fix my tensed muscles, I swipe my access card and make my way into the well furnished room.

Liam is definitely right about this place.

As soon as I lock the door, I waste no time at all to get out of my clothes, butt naked, I head to the bathroom. I slide open the glass door and step inside the bathroom but I barely take a step in when I notice something move from my peripheral vision.

I turn around sharply and I am stunned to find her in a bathrobe, with water dripping down her wet hair. She looks like she has just stepped out of the shower.

My hands drops down to cover my cock as a gasp slid through my lips.

"The fuck!" I yell, as my eyes widens in shock.

I try to make sense of her presence in the room but the only explanation could be that one of us has the wrong room and with the look of things, she isn't alone so I must have made a mistake.

I try to call the receptionist to help fix the mess but she does something that I never expected. She slips off her robe and to my surprise, my cock twitches in reaction at the sight of her perky nipples.

I don't have an explanation for this and I do not wish to get tangled up with someone so I try to kick her out but the woman refuses to leave, she stands her ground and even tries to kiss me.

I resist her for as long as I can but Xan, my wolf seems to be enjoy her unusual behavior so when she kisses me the third time, he renders me powerless so I don't get to push her off.

Something about her excites me, the softness of her lips and the sensuality of her body captivates me and the next thing I know, I loose control and takeher right there and then, like a beast, while standing and with her pinned against the wall.

Everything is happening way too fast and it feels like a dream. I am thrusting into her and she is moaning so loudly. She is so wet that I can't think of anything else other than the exciting friction between her and my cock.

I don't understand why a woman like her would want to fuck a total stranger and I don't understand why I am doing this either but it feels so surreal.

As soon as she climax, she collapse due how powerful her orgasm is so I take her to the bed and lay her down on it.

I can't help but feel so guilty of taking advantage of her yet I am still craving more of her body. Irritated and pissed off at myself, I grab my clothes and get dressed as fast as possible.

As soon as I am done, I leave the room without her notice and I don't get another, I leave the hotel and make my way home.

Maybe it's time I go see my father. Maybe it's time I stop trying to find a sanctuary and face my reality head on.

Most of all, I want to see Kira. Maybe her innocent face would tame my desires and burry whatever happened in that room with that odd woman.

Damon's POV.

"Damon!" Kira's mother shrieks excitedly as she rushes towards me, "Thank the goddess, Damon. You're safe and you're home." She wraps me up in her arms for a bear sized hug even though I am way larger than her.

My father stands awkwardly behind her with a hand on her back. I can tell he is surprised to see me but he is also trying to act like he isn't.

"I was so worried about you," she sobbed as her hands travel the length of my back, "Kira would cry herself to sleep every night after you left. How could you do that to us? How could you just leave my that?"

She isn't my biological mother, mine died as soon as she brought me into the world but Brenda, Kira's mother has been more than nice to me. I see her as my mother now but her relationship with my father makes it so difficult for the both of us to get closer.

"I am so sorry for that, but I am home now." I say to her as she takes a step back and looks me over.

"Let me get a good look at you." She hugs me again before she turns to my father with a heavy frown, "really Scott? You're just going to stand there like a log of wood? He is your son and you haven't seen him for the past twelve years."

She urges him to step forward and my father hesitates but he does, he simply reaches out and taps my shoulder before he turns around and heads back inside.

"Pardon him Damon, things have been really tough on him since you left. He questions his integrity as a father and he wouldn't stop talking about how he has failed you so this is just too much for him to process right now." Brenda explains.

I smile at her. She is such a good person that doesn't deserve a man like my father. She has no idea that he is the wolf that has his claws to her neck while pretending to be a sheep. I have tried to tell her this but I can't bring myself to, not without evidence.

Plus when I see how happy she is with him, I don't want to ruin her happiness. Even Kira seems to be okay with him in their lives,

I glance up the stairs in hopes that I would catch a glimpse of her but she isn't anywhere nearby.

"Kira right," Brenda places a hand on my shoulder, "she is out with friends but she would be back very soon. You know, tomorrow is her twenty third birthday and also her inauguration so we have a party planned for her, you should come. It's a surprise party and seeing you there would make it even more special."

I don't respond. I feel so disappointed that I don't get to see her tonight but I am willing to wait for as long as possible to see her again.

After all I waited for twelve years, so what's a few hours more?

"Come, let me show you to your room. You must be really tired." She takes my arm and leads me back up the stairs.

Thankfully, she doesn't take me to my former room because I don't think I would be able to sleep in that room without those memories returning to haunt me.

"You can spend the night here in the guest room, while I order the maids to clean up your room. You know, Scott always believed you would come back, so he didn't let anyone touch anything. Everything is still as you left it, just very dusty." She says as she opens the door to the guest room and leads me inside.

"You don't have to worry Brenda, this is good." I reply.

She doesn't push it though, she leaves me alone to rest and a few hours into the night, I hear footsteps outside my door and I step out just in time to see my father turn down the hallway.

He probably wanted to talk me and changed his mind at the last minute. The relationship between the two of us ever since I found out his secret has gotten really bad and the fact that he has no idea what he did wrong that makes me hate him so much must be frustrating for him.

Well...that's the price I can make him pay for doing something like that to Brenda and Kira. Also, I can't bring myself to tell him about it, it would make it true and that would hurt me more than anything else.

I remember the day I found out the truth about what my father did all those years ago, I remember that day so well that it hurts.

That truth has been a weight on my shoulders that I must carry alone ever since. Revealing it would rip the family apart so I decided to leave with it and never return but now that there is a threat on Kira's life, I might be forced to rip this family apart if that is what I need to do to save Kira.

The next day, I get up early to get some flowers specifically for Kira since I would be attending her surprise party. I try my best to avoid my father throughout the day while I help Brenda set up the event.

I am both nervous and excited to see her again, as the minutes tick past, I contemplate what I could possibly say or do that would make up for the past and make things right between us.

As soon as it's time, I get dressed and arrive at the event with a bunch of freshly picked roses arranged in a large bouquet that fits into my hand perfectly.

I can only imagine the reaction on her face when she sees me, I can't wait to surprise her but the longer we all wait for her to arrive, the more apprehensive I become but I don't leave, I stay.

This time around, I am here to stay.

It's been years but my heart still beats rapidly anytime Kira's name is mentioned. It's been years so I don't know what she looks like and I am more than eager to find out.

The large doors swing to reveal Kira as she strolls into the hall, I can't get a good look at her face because I am not standing close to the door and the crowd that has gathered around her, taking pictures and raining praises on her are not willing to move away from her anytime soon.

For a surprise party, she doesn't sound surprised and it feels as if she had seen it coming. I am standing on my toes, desperate to get a glimpse of her face but it's of no use.

I am tired of waiting so I storm forward impatiently with the bouquet in hand, as soon as I get close enough, I manage to get past some people before I make it close enough to stand directly in front of her.

She is as beautiful as I had expected but she has her back to me while she converses with a well wisher behind her. Brenda who is standing beside her notices me first and taps her gently to alert her of my presence.

As soon as she turns around to face me, my breath gets caught in my throat at the sight of her face. Recognition flashes through her eyes as her expression turns ghastly.

I can tell that she recognize me too and she is just as shocked as I am to see me here.

The flowers in my hand, slips from my grip and lands on the floor when our eyes lock together.

She is the girl from the hotel. The one I fucked last night.

She can't be Kira! That's just not possible. I yell out loud in my head as I glance at Brenda for some sort of sign that the girl before me is not Kira.

"Kira, Damon is back." Brenda announces to my dismay.

As if that situation isn't bad enough, I hear my wolf growl,

"Mate!"

How can a mate bond exist between siblings? A prank by the moon goddess? Or my wolf is wrong?