Tasting

31–Free S*x For My Stepbrother 

Nora: 

Our journey back home carried on, and after he opened up about how he doesn’t care for his wolf and his treatment towards him, I remained silent as well. Just as we were nearing home, he slowed down and began to shift in his seat. I could tell he wanted to chat with me by the way he cleared his throat and prepared for a conversation. 

“Just because I spoke to you nicely tonight doesn’t mean I’ve accepted you into my family,” he uttered, and I recalled the terms and conditions: his father had laid down regarding my role in their crowning. 

“I know,” I sighed. 

“The crowning is no joke. There are packs that need alphas who can protect and lead them. A good alpha king for those packs can only make that happen. An alpha king will be able to replace those alphas who don’t care about their packs with ones that do. Hence, the whole prank thing shouldn’t affect the crowning,” I listened intently to him. because I wasn’t selfish enough to exploit our disagreements for the crowning. However, the instant he reached the last sentence and referred to his actions from that night as ‘a prank,‘ I lost it. 

“It wasn’t a prank. It was someone heartless doing a very bad thing.” I hissed. Before he could respond, I stormed out of the car the moment it parked at the mansion. 

“Whatever, but it shouldn’t affect the crowning,” he came out after me and yelled because I had already walked farther away from him. 

‘What an a*shole,‘ I twisted the ring on my finger and commented 

before fixing it. Nash walked closely behind with his bag in his hand when he suddenly stopped, which made me halt in my tracks too. 

“Have you spoken to that girl?” he asked, and I frowned. 

“Daphne?” She was the only girl I had spoken to before he led me back home. 

“No! That heroic girl, what was her name again?” he walked past me and dropped the bag on the couch before he remembered, “Natalyta Hughes!” 

“Oh! I haven’t been able to. I was going to call her tonight, but then I left with you,” I mumbled and watched him shake his head with a hint of a sarcastic smile. 

“Some friend you are.” he commented. 

“Are you back together with Daphne?” I wanted to tease him because I didn’t appreciate his comment on my friendship dynamic. 

“That’s none of your business,” he commented and landed on the couch, rubbing his bloodied hand on it. 

“Hey! Don’t ruin the couch cover,” I hissed and ran to the side where a small store was to grab a cloth and walk back with it. 

“Excuse me? I pay for this house and its stuff, don’t tell me what I can and cannot do,” he grunted as he stared at me standing before him. 

“You cannot rub your bloodied hand on the couch,” I said, not caring how angrily he was looking my way, and I cradled his hand as if it were meat, spreading the cloth under it. He silently watched me do it as if it wasn’t his hand I was holding. 

“Are you mad?” he hissed. 

“No! But you are. I am bringing you the first aid box and cleaning your wounds,” I insisted in a stern voice, and before he could even 

complain, I ran upstairs. 

I heard him grunt and scoff, but it didn’t bother me. I was already in my bedroom. However, my steps stopped when I realized that my bedroom. had been turned upside down. 

My steps slowed as I heard gurgling noise from the bathroom area. I began to take steps back very slowly, ensuring I didn’t even breathe loudly. I was walking backward with chills covering my body when I suddenly bumped into someone. My back stiffened at the reality of coming into contact with something very hard. 

As soon as I turned around to push whoever was there, I felt a hand wrap around my mouth, silencing me. 

“Hush!” Nash whispered, looking behind me. I didn’t realize he had found out that something was wrong upstairs. He then moved me to the side and took over. He held a huge silver rod in his hand, ready to swing it, while I clutched his shirt from the bag and made sure I was walking just behind him. 

He reached the bathroom and slammed the door open to swing the rod when he stopped at the sight ahead. 

“What the heck!” I almost gasped when I saw a little animal–like baby on the bathroom floor. 

“What the-,” Nash grunted, and even after realizing it was a newborn monster baby, he still raised the rod. 

However, I ran between them and pushed Nash back. 

“What are you doing? It’s a baby,” I grunted at him, glaring for even 

considering hurting the baby. 

It was a little baby in wolf form. That was odd because it didn’t look like a human pup. The only reason I recognized it to be a monster baby was because of its ears. Its ears were pointy, and there were weird scales on its head instead of fur. 

“This is–ew!” Nash complained, and I rolled my eyes at him. 

“Do you think a monster came here to give birth?” I asked as I began to approach the baby. 

“I don’t know. You tell me, are you helping them give birth?” Nash scoffed and pulled his nose up in disgust. However, I realized that the baby was very fragile and probably going to die if we didn’t aid him. 

“We cannot let him die, Nash. It’s just a little baby,” I pouted, turning around to face him and staring at him. 

“No!” Nash shook his head in disgust, “this thing is gross–why would we aid this thing?” he placed his hands on his waist and stubbornly shook his head. 

“I will give you free s*x if you let me keep him until he heals,” as soon as I said that, I watched his eyes widen, and his mouth part in a gasp. 

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