Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates

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Nora:

“You must be Nora,” one of the girls with a lot of piercings and tattoos said as she came up to me.

“Yes, I am. And who are you?” I asked, sliding to the corner of the couch when she jumped to sit alongside me. The contents of her glass spilled everywhere, and she giggled.

“I’m one of the girls your brother hooks up with,” she said, making my heart race. For some reason, I always imagined Silas to be more sophisticated and decent when it came to girls. He never really came across as someone interested in anyone but himself.

“Oh, okay,” I said, looking away, but she kept coming at me. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You know, if you do it here with any of those guys–,” she pointed at some gang guys in the corner, “you’ll get paid a lot in drugs.”

She smirked as I watched her face in disbelief.

“Yeah, no thanks,” I said, frowning. It wasn’t until she mentioned those guys that I noticed they had been staring at me and whispering to each other all this time.

“Oh, come on. I’ll get a cut too,” she insisted, nudging my elbow.

“Umm, I said no thank you,” I hissed this time, and she pulled back, watching my face with her eyebrow raised.

“Don’t you fucking give me that attitude again!” she shouted, clearly

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high and that made her reaction worse. She lifted her glass and splashed it all over my face, yelling.

The music faded as everyone turned their attention to me.

“What the fuck!” I got up, my hands in the air and my face soaking wet with alcohol.

“This bitch said she wouldn’t do it with animals like you,” the girl screamed, pointing at me and drawing the attention of the big guys.

They shared a glance and briskly made their way to me. I didn’t think it would have bothered them much because everyone has the right to reject advances. But they seized this opportunity to mess with me and even harass me.

“Why? Is your tight pussy too precious for us?” one of the big guys said, pushing me toward the other guy.

As soon as the other guy placed his hands under my boobs, something flipped inside me. I turned around in haste, elbowing his face.

Blood splattered everywhere with gasps filling the air.

“You fucking touch me again, and I will tear every limb off your body until there is nothing left,” I hissed at him, secretly twisting the ring on my finger. I grabbed the tray from the side and tossed it away, making it fly out of the window and land in the street. Everyone yelped but watched me with fear in their eyes. I didn’t remember how it felt to be so powerful. After so long, was I able to fight in front of everyone and stand up for myself. Or I must say, I was finally standing up for myself.

They were all high on drugs and alcohol, so I knew they wouldn’t be in the right mind to notice anything unusual about my wolf. Not that they would even know anything about my wolf to begin with. I had never

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been here, so the truth about me not having a wolf must not have reached their ears.

“You little bitch!” The guy from behind grabbed my hair in his fist, but I hunched over and punched him in his crotch, watching as he

crumbled to the ground like a cookie.

“F**k!” he yelled after a few seconds. Then I turned my attention to the girl, who was now shaking in her boots.

“I was just trying to be friendly with you!” She raised her hands in surrender, but I couldn’t focus on anything but how angry they made me. As soon as I lunged at her and slapped her, I heard someone gasp.

Turning to my side, I watched Jud coming out of the room with a shocked and disappointed look on his face.

“What is going on here?” he yelled.

“Guys!” a guy ran towards us with his hands to his chest and breathing heavily, “someone got too scared of the commotion and called the freaking warriors. We need to vacate this apartment quickly,” he informed, and the commotion began.

Everyone started scattering around, pushing me as they tried to escape. I didn’t know what was going on. Why was the alpha king in a party where the fear of warriors was?

A grasp around my arm pulled me back to reality, and before I knew it, I was pe

pulled to the window on the side. The party–goers had blocked the main entrance as they tried to leave before the warriors arrived.

Silas suddenly scooped me up and leaped out of the window without warning. I shut my eyes tightly until we landed in the backstreet. He

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hastily set me down but grabbed my arm, pulling me along until we were far from the apartment.

Once we were sure no one would find us there, I sat on the road to catch my breath while Silas continued to pace anxiously.

As I was calming my breath, preparing to question Silas about what was happening. I wondered if something illegal was going on at the party.

I knew the alpha king could get permission for parties and provide everything needed, so why didn’t Silas do so?

“What’s going on?” I gasped.

He finally stopped pacing and stood in front of me, hands on his waist. “What?” he asked aggressively, his eyes indicating I should reconsider my question before speaking.

“Why did we leave the party?” I asked softly, sensing his growing agitation.

“YOU happened!” he yelled, causing my ears to ring momentarily. “You came to the party with me, that’s what happened,” he continued, surprising me with his outburst.

“What did I do?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.

“Why did you start all that commotion? Can’t you just exist without causing problems?” he didn’t even inquire about my well–being or why the fight started.

He was just angry that I had disrupted his party. His words hit me hard, and tears welled up in my eyes.