Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother

Riley’s mom is about to marry the Lycan King, which means Riley is now the stepsister of the most famous fuckboy Ezra Ravenshire.

She knows life is about to get really rough because Ezra absolutely despises his father’s new wife and has sworn to ruin Riley’s life in every way possible. At school, she’s bullied, humiliated, and isolated—because under Ezra’s orders, the entire academy sees her as a walking target.

She keeps telling herself she just needs to survive one year. One year, and she’ll be out of here for good.

But what if they suddenly find out they’re mates?

Would that matebond change everything between them—or just give Ezra a new way to control and toy with her?

And Riley has a secret of her own. One that might just be the key to becoming the most powerful healer the pack has ever seen—and escaping Ezra once and for all.

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His hand slid from my neck down to my chest. I bit my lip to stop a moan, and forced myself not to look into his eyes. But he leaned in close, his voice low and rough against my ears— “Think you can escape me, my stupid little sis? No, Never…Not until I say so.”

Jerk

Riley’s POV

I stood in front of the tall white archway, taking a deep breath.

Finally.

After nearly a full day of planes, trains, and cars, I was finally here—the Full Moon Pack. Home of the Lycans.

Lycans were the top of the werewolf world. At the very top were the royal Lycans, then the rest of the Lycans. They all lived here in the Full Moon Pack.

The rest of us—regular werewolves—lived scattered across the world in smaller packs, ruled by local Alphas.

Normally, someone like me would never be allowed here. But I had a reason. Not that my reason made me feel any better.

“Move it, mutt!”

Someone slammed into me from behind, hard enough to knock me and all my luggage straight into the gravel by the road. I gasped and fell. Sharp stones scraped my arm, making it sting like hell.

“Filthy dog,” he sneered.

I pushed myself up, wincing, and caught a glimpse of the guy who shoved me. He was obviously a Lycan—huge, broad, and built like a damn tank. He walked away with a crowd of people around him like he was some kind of prince.

Jerk.

I muttered internally.

Plenty of Lycans thought they were superior, but not many were straight-up rude enough to shove someone to the ground and call them a mutt. This one had the biggest ego I’d ever seen.

“Hey, are you okay?”

A young man came over and helped me up, grabbing my suitcase. He was a Lycan too, but like I said—not all of them were arrogant pricks.

“Thanks. I’m fine.” I smiled weakly, still clutching my scratched arm.

“Ezra just came back from a hunt. He’s still in predator mode. He didn’t mean to hurt you,”