My Alpha Stepbrother is My Bully (Nevaeh) novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Eli

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I’m a bit ashamed of it, but I cry like a little kid for at least twenty minutes before the door opens to my room. There isn’t even a knock, and I glare up at Cam, who pauses midstep when he sees me crying.

“Damn, you need some tissues?”

My eyes narrow. “What the hell are you doing here?”

He gives me an amused look, but the curl to his lips isn’t quite a smile. “I came to make you feel better.”

I dry my eyes on the back of my hand and sit up in my bed, my back facing one of my fluffy white pillows. “How?”

Cam shrugs. “I don’t know,” he studies me for a minute longer before those lips actually curl by the corners, revealing his dimples. “You want a hug?”

I gawk at him, at a loss for words for so long that Cam has to stifle a laugh by hiding his mouth behind his fingers. He looks very amused behind them, though, and that’s when my mood turns sour. The little shit is obviously messing with me…

I snort. “From you? No thanks.”

“Aww, don’t be like that-you used to hug me all the time when we were kids.”

True. Cam and I might not have been good friends growing up, but whenever he got bullied at school, I was the one to hug him and secretly beat the crap out of whoever was brave enough to bully my little stepbrother.

“That’s because you were cute back then.”

The cheeky bastard sits down on my bed, much to my displeasure. “And I’m not cute now?”

I look at his tattoos and muscles. He is wearing a T-shirt now, but it does nothing to hide the fact that he looks like a ripped bodybuilder.

My cheeks grow hot. “Cute isn’t the word I would use…”

Cam smirks, clearly enjoying my discomfort. “Oh yeah? What word would you use then?” He leans in closer with a knowing smile that tells me he knows he is hot.

I lean back instinctively, my heart hammering in my chest at how close he is. Cam, however, doesn’t seem bothered. He winks at me, and I almost pass out.

Seriously, what is he doing? Is he…flirting with me? No, that can’t be right. This is Cam, my annoying stepbrother. He would never flirt with me…unless he knew how uncomfortable it would make me, which he must know. Dang, I need to pretend his proximity doesn’t bother me!

I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure. “I don’t know, maybe ‘obnoxious’ or ‘arrogant’ would be

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Cam clutches his chest in mock hurt. “Ouch, Eli. You really know how to wound a guy’s ego.”

I roll my eyes. “Please, your ego is so inflated; I doubt anything I say could make you return to earth.”

Cam chuckles, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve heard all day. I’m actually blushing…until I realize what a weirdo I’m being. Seriously, why am I acting this way around Cam? He is my stepbrother, and crushing on him is a

no-go

for more reasons than one.

“You may be right about my ego,” Cam admits with a grin, oblivious to my internal struggle to not find him attractive. “My ego doesn’t make me a bad person, though. I might be the future Alpha of the pack, but Eli…” He sighs. “You can talk to me, okay? I care about you.”

Those words catch me off guard. Is he messing with me? I search his face for any hint of mockery or insincerity but find none. He seems genuinely concerned about my well-being, and it unsettles me. I’m not used to Cam being nice to me, and I don’t quite know how to handle it.

I look away, picking up a loose thread on my thigh and placing it on my bedside table. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m fine, Cam. Really. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“Okay, so if I picked up that book over there, I wouldn’t find rows of depressing text?” He nods at my diary that’s also on my bedside table and I shoot him a glare.

“I’m not letting you read through my diary, Cam.”

Cam chuckles and stands up. “Who needs permission when I can just pick up and read it?”

Before I can stop him, he snatches my diary and opens the first page. There’s nothing important written there, but I get angry regardless.

“Cam, give back my diary or else!”

“Or else? You will beat my ass?” Cam laughs in amusement and shakes his head with this big smile. He is acting as if I’ve said the most ridiculous thing ever. “Honestly, Eli, you’re more than welcome to try.”

Cam holds my diary out of my reach, his mischievous smirk practically asking me to challenge him. It’s pissing me off. Anger is already surging through me, temporarily overshadowing the despair that has been weighing me down. Who does this jerk think he is, invading my privacy like this?

I launch myself off the bed, lunging for the diary. But Cam is quick, sidestepping my clumsy attempt with a laugh. “Too slow, Eli. You’re going to have to do better than that.”

Gritting my teeth, I make another grab for it. Cam dodges again, holding the diary high above his head. I try to jump after it like a cat chasing a toy, but even on my tiptoes, I can’t reach it. Cam laughs, and I growl in frustration. Curse his newfound height and my own lack of stature!

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“Cam, I swear to God, if you don’t give that back right now…” I snarl in a warning.

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Cam grins down at me, clearly enjoying having the upper hand for once in his life. “Or what, Eli? You will huff and puff and blow my house down?” His eyes dance with amusement at his little joke.

I glare at him, not finding this situation funny at all. Everything written inside my diary is private. I mean, duh? It’s a fucking diary and not a book I wanted to share with my arrogant stepbrother!

“This isn’t a game, Cam! That diary is personal. You have no right to go through it!” I make another futile swipe for the journal, but he easily holds it out of my reach.

“Not a game, huh?” Cam’s smile fades a bit as he seems to register the genuine distress on my face. His brow furrows, and he lowers the diary slightly, studying my face. “Hey, relax, I wasn’t going to actually read—”

I steal back the diary from his hands as soon as I can reach it, but underestimate his grip-the diary gets ripped in two and Cam’s eyes widen in shock before he glances down at the page in his hand. For a moment, everything stands still, and my heart thumps faster when I realize he is reading whatever is written on the

paper.

The other torn diary pages flutter to the floor around us, but I don’t care. All I can focus on is the way Cam’s expression shifts from amusement to confusion and then to actual fear.

“It… it can’t be…” He whispers before lifting his green emerald eyes to mine. “Eli, is your cancer back?”

I snatch the torn diary page out of his hand, crumpling it in my fist. “That’s none of your business,” I snap defensively.

Cam ignores my hostility, his eyes searching my face intently. “Eli, please. I know I’m probably the last person you would open up to, but please, if you’re sick, I want to know.”

Even though he looks concerned about me, it only makes me angrier. I can’t explain it, but it feels wrong for Cam to care about me when the rest of our family doesn’t.

“You weren’t supposed to read my diary,” I mutter.

“I know, but I read what was written on that page…” He trails off, and I’m shocked to find him looking genuinely unhappy. “I had no idea the cancer was back…shit. It all makes sense now. You dropping out of college and leaving the big city behind-you’re here because you’re dying!”

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