Marked By My Stepbrother: His Secret Obsession

Levi's POV

Roman gave me an earful the next day, cursing me out for bringing back Arya.

I told him I would find the “cure” to whatever was wrong with her, but he was adamant.

“Don't you get it?” He began, “Arya doesn't belong here. She was never your sister either.”

I knew that Arya was found by the forest, just by the lake, and was taking it in.

Of course Roman, being a dick, sent her away.

“She is a sister; it's all she wants. And she stays," I said firmly.

Roman’s shoulder slumped, defeated.“I knew you were always overprotective of her, but you're going overboard with this.”

“There's no such thing as going overboard. Arya is clearly in immense pain and needs someone to rely on. She sees you people as hers, but what? You treated her like a maid.”

“That is what she is.”

”Not when I am around.”I snapped, "If I ever see anyone lay hands, even if it's a finger on her, I'll chop it off and feed it to them,"

I stormed out of Roman’s office and straight to my wing.

I went to her room, turned the knob, and then a small figure bumped into me.Arya.Her hazel eyes widened, and she lowered her gaze.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“I am late for duty, sir.” She said, her voice in a whisper.

I watched her. she wore my top. It outlined every curve of her, stopping at her thighs, exposing her porcelain skin.

Her nipples hardened against the fabric.My dick twitched, screaming to be let out.

“Follow me." I said briefly and then headed to the living room.

Arya followed.

I got to the kitchen, whipping out some oatmeal meals and making scrambled eggs.

“Is it true?” She spoke quietly.I turned to her. "Is what true?”She licked her lips, my bulge hardening again.

She's going to be the death of me— I thought.

“Was I picked up?” She muttered.

I nodded. Her questions came out of nowhere.

I thought she already knew by now. “You are also family. That's all that matters.” I poured a coffee for myself, then served her food.

“Eat.” A simple command, and she grabbed the spoon.

She already looked malnourished and thin. If I were going to claim her fully, I should get her prepared for my wrath.

“Why are you helping me?” She said, “I have no place to ask, but I need to know.”

I walked up to her, cupping her chin. Her pupils widened. "You belong to me.” I paused, her breath hitched. "You should know that by now.”

She stayed quiet.

“The mark…" my thumbs rubbing the blue-black mark on her neck. “Says it all." I retreated my hands.

“Now tell me what happened in the woods.” I sipped my coffee.

“Um… I don't remember.”

“Not even when the accident happened?” I added.

“Accident?” She shook her head. "When we got to the vampire territory. I got dizzy, and I had stomach cramps…. I can't remember what happened next.”

Strange.

She doesn't remember getting into an accident, yet she survived.

“I'll clean this up." She got up with the plate in her hands.

“No need for that. I'll have Lilith wash it.”

“No, it's my duty.” She stopped, taking a breath. “I don't want to get into trouble.”

My brows furrowed. “Did Laura do that to you? Has she been doing something she shouldn't?” I arched.

“No, no. She… didn't do anything to me.” She defended, fidgeting with the spoon.

She did the same thing when we were young. Whenever she's unsure or lies about something.

“Brad?” Her eyes lit up. “I heard he was your…boyfriend?" I emphasized the last part in disgust.

“We broke up.”

“I see.” I put down my cup and stalked towards her. “I guess you forgot why I gave you that, Mark.”

She shifted herself.

“I never forgot. I thought…". She stared at the spoon like it was more interesting. “I thought you wouldn't return.”

“Ah. And so you decided to have fun with men. Other than me?” I grabbed her neck possessively, her scent filled my nostrils.

I have never been this hard in my life.

Back in New Jersey, I would fuck any girl I find interesting, with no remorse. Yet, I held back for Arya.

“She isn't ready," I kept telling myself.

“It is wrong…" she whispered. “We made a mistake in the past….”

I let out a humorless chuckle.“I never make mistakes. Let this be a warning to you; I don't want to ever see you with no man.” My gaze fixed on hers.

Her heart pounded rapidly.

Good—she got the message.

I pressed her temple against mine, soaking in her fears, tremors, and feelings.

All at once.

It wasn't enough.

I needed more.

More of what she has to give.

“Am I interrupting something?” We both turned to the lady standing at the

door.Evenly.

Fuck!

“What are you doing here?” I pushed myself off Arya.

“You tell me."

She crossed her arms.

Her gaze traveled to Arya, then back to me.

“Did my father send you?” I tilted my head.

“The festival is in a few days; we need to get ready for your coronation.”

She waved her hands.

She didn't want this as much as I didn't want it. But it's a family thing. our families have arranged this marriage even before we were born.

“What are you doing here if the festival is in a few days?” I arched my brows.

“Everyone needs to know the new Luna, isn't that right?” She turned to Arya and gave her a smile.

Arya nodded and said nothing.

“You're Arya, right. The girl said to have some kind of evil spirit?” Evelyn asked.

News travels fast.

“Aren't you supposed to be on the other side of the mansion, working as a maid? Since you're no wolf?” her smile didn't reach her eyes.

“Mind your words if you don't want to swallow them," I was warned.

She walked in.

“Come on, lighten up. I was joking.” She chuckled. “The plague would soon come and sweep everything already. The weak ones would never stand a chance.”

“A plague?” Arya asked behind me.

“That's right, honey. The plague is coming, hallowed fever; they say it sweeps in at night, makes everyone shift into their wolf form, and they feed on each other.”Arya gasps.

“And it has no cure whatsoever. Everyone would eventually die, except the strongest.” She smacked her lips.

“You're safe, of course, because you'd be the first to die.”