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In My Lycan Stepbrother's Bed

Blair thought nothing could hurt more than discovering her mate in bed with her best friend-until he blamed her for it, calling her a prude. Desperate to prove him wrong, she decides to have a one nightstand. But one reckless, drunken night leads to a mistake she can't take back. Her one-night stand with a stranger should've been the end of it, right? But when her mother introduces her new stepbrother, Kade, Blair realizes the truth-her mystery hookup is now family. Worse? He's moving in as her roommate. Kade is cocky, infuriating, and everything she should avoid. But resisting him is easier said than done. Can she survive living under the same roof with the one guy she's dangerously attracted to? Or will temptation win?
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Chapter 4

BLAIR'S POV

It felt like the sitting room was suddenly shrinking and then it began to spin. The furniture, the TV and even my mother blurred into nothing as I stared at him.

That face.

No. No. No.

This could not be happening.

I tried to swallow but it felt harder than anything. I couldn't even breathe properly and I was sure everyone could hear my heart beating so loudly.

Why was it him?

I pinched myself, desperate to wake up from my dream. I must still be sleeping because this could not be my reality.

The pain I felt in my hand after I pinched myself made me realize that this was real. I was here, with my mother and the boy I lost my virginity to.

Last night, he had kissed me, and we had sex. And now, he was standing there, about to be introduced as my new step-brother.

My lips opened to talk but no sounds came out. I looked like a fool, my mouth opening and closing out of shock.

Immediately, I looked away, biting down on the insides of my lips. There was no way this was happening to me.

Oh, my Goddess, I thought, taking a step back.

What have I done?

What kind of chaos have I brought into my life?

"Kade, this is Blair, my daughter." My mom's voice cut through my thoughts. She smiled, completely oblivious to the horror I was feeling inside. "Blair, this is Kade, Robert's son."

I couldn't breathe and her introduction was making everything worse. I had slept with my stepbrother! I lost my virginity to him. It was better to die than for me to keep standing here.

Kade took a step forward and I slowly looked up at him, his expression unreadable as he extended a hand toward me.

"It's nice to meet you, Blair."

Nice to meet me? Was he kidding?

My fingers twitched as I hesitantly placed my hand in his, and the second our skin touched, the memories I couldn't recall came flashing back.

I suddenly remembered his hands on my body last night. I remembered his lips on mine and the way he made me feel things I'd never felt before.

I gasped, withdrawing my hand instantly like he had burned me with a hot iron.

I barely registered myself mumbling a response. I wasn't even sure if words had actually left my mouth because my ears were ringing too loudly.

Meanwhile, Kade looked completely unaffected. Calm. Like he didn't even recognize me.

Like we hadn't just slept together.

What the hell was going on?

My head snapped toward my mom as she smiled. "We have something to share with you both."

Oh Goddess. Let it be that he was not moving in with us anymore. Let it be that I didn't have to see him again.

"Robert and I decided that I should officially move to his pack," she announced. "I know it's sudden, but it's best for us."

My stomach dropped and goosebumps immediately masked my skin. She was moving? Would they leave with him?

I could only blink, and when I finally found my voice, I decided to ask.

"When are you leaving?" I asked, my voice coming out smaller than I intended.

"Tomorrow."

Tomorrow?! My heart skipped.

She said it so casually, like she wasn't about to pack up and possibly leave me alone with the stepbrother I'd just unknowingly slept with.

"You and Kade will join us during breaks," she added.

That didn't make me feel any better.

Robert nodded in agreement. "I'm sure the arrangement is not so inconvenient, is it?"

I forced myself to shake my head, but inside, I was screaming.

I was fucked.

As if the situation couldn't get worse, my mom turned to me with an almost pleading look. "Blair, honey, I was thinking... maybe you and Kade could be roommates for a while. He's still having issues with accommodations, and it might take some time to get it sorted."

My mouth fell open.

Roommates? With Kade? The same guy I was just naked with last night?

Before I could speak, Kade shifted beside me, clearing his throat. "Actually, I can stay here. I have a car, and this place isn't so far from school."

Yes. Perfect. Do that, I thought. Stay away from me. I couldn't possibly be roommates with him.

But his father waved a dismissive hand. "No. Staying with Blair is better. She can help you adjust." He said.

No, please.

Kade's jaw ticked. "I can adjust just fine on my own. I don't need to move in with her."

"It's not up for debate," Robert snapped and the room fell silent. It was obvious they had talked about him moving in with me and that was why he was in a bad mood last night.

Oh, he had even told me about it.

I was the step-sister he was supposed to babysit.

How couldn't I have pieced together the details? 

How could I have not suspected?

"Blair, just accommodate him for at least a month until we get everything settled." Robert said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I stared at him, wondering what to say. Could I say no? What would be my reason? 

My mother would be unhappy and it would look like I didn't want them together.

But then, there was Kade. This was a hard decision to make.

One month.

That's all it would take.

But could I do it?

Could I really live with my stepbrother, the guy I'd slept with, the guy I found so utterly irresistible?

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