My Alpha Stepbrother is My Bully (Nevaeh) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

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After I’ve brought up my cancer, it’s like a switch has been pulled. Cam’s bright smile falters, replaced by a frown and sad puppy-dog eyes. “What do you mean by that?”

I chew on my lower lip, avoiding his gaze. “My werewolf cancer, Cam. We both know it’s back and getting worse. I… I might not have much time left.”

Cam steps closer. I expect him to cup my face or squeeze my hand-do something little and sweet. Instead, my feet leave the ground since the behemoth has decided to give me a bear hug.

“I won’t let you leave,” he mutters into my ear. “And if you dare to die on me, Eli, then I will murder you.”

A watery laugh escapes my throat as I cling to Cam’s shoulder, burying my face in the crook of his neck. He smells fresh and lemon-like. Its as if he just stepped out of the shower even though our sweaty bodies have been snuggling under the covers all night.

Shamelessly, I go for a deep inhale before whispering, “You can’t murder someone who is already dead, Cam.”

He squeezes me tighter. “Don’t speak as if the future is already written in stone. You’re not dying, Eli. I won’t allow it.”

I pull back just enough to meet his fierce gaze. “You might be the pack’s Alpha, but even you can’t control everything, Cam. As much as I wish you could, my illness isn’t something you can just order away like you would a misbehaving pack member.”

Pain flashes in his green eyes. “I know that. But it doesn’t mean I’m going to give up on you. We’ll find a to beat this, Eli. Together.”

Emotion clogs my throat. I’ve been fighting this battle alone for so long that it feels weird to have people around me who care. Clara, Evie and now Cam-thinking about them being there for me makes me all marshmallowy on the inside.

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My bottom lip trembles, but I fight my emotions and try to act tough…which doesn’t go my way. Tears break free the moment I think about how sweet Cam is, and then it’s me who collapses against his shoulder to hug him tighter.

“You’re so sweet,” I sob. “Much sweeter than my ex-boyfriend, who threw me out the second I started acting differently due to my illness.”

Cam pauses briefly before a low growl leaves his lips. It isn’t loud enough for concern, but his next sentence is, “Remind me to murder your ex-boyfriend…”

I snort. “Trust me, he isn’t worth it.”

“Maybe not, but that still wouldn’t stop me from messing him up if we crossed paths.”

“Messing him up?”

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“Anyone disrespecting my future wife deserves to be slaughtered by my jaws.”

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I lean back with wide eyes, my hands resting on his broad, warm shoulders as I stare at him. “Okay, why do I find your aggressive possessiveness hot when I should be terrified of what you just said?”

He cocks his head with an amused smile, and that small gesture gets me so worked up that I forget how to breathe. Cam is beautiful from afar, but up close? The guy is a freaking ten out of ten knockout.

“If acting like a caveman is how I get you to stop asking me to take things slow, then believe me when I say I will turn into the kind of savage you yearn for.”

My lips part. It would be so easy to brush off Cam’s comment as something funny and fall into a session of bickering with him, but I don’t. Not when one look is all it takes to realize how much he means those words. He is, without a doubt, an Alpha who would do anything for his mate.

So, this time, I make the first move. I grab Cam’s beautiful face, eliminating the space between our lips by crushing mine to his. I do it so fast that the kiss isn’t gracious-I end up boinking my forehead against his to which he laughs before he kisses me back.

This kiss is different from any kiss I’ve ever had before. In the past, my kisses have been speedy and bland with the purpose of getting me naked. Cam, however, isn’t kissing me with the intention of making me take off my clothes. He does things with his mouth with the mission to convey how curious he is in me, and in his kisses, I can feel a longing—a longing to get to know me and, eventually, fall in love.

It freaks me out, not because I don’t want a future with Cam, but because I’m unsure if I can give him one. My illness and the pain it has spread to my body is a constant reminder for me to not get too comfortable.

I break from his lips, panting slightly, “How about we go downstairs? I’m starving.”

The disappointment I find in Cam’s eyes mirrors exactly what I’m feeling on the inside. It’s not like I want to be separated from him and go eat breakfast! Though, at the moment, I don’t trust myself to stay this close to him. I might attack him or something, lick his beautiful abs, or steal another kiss from his delicious mouth.

Cam gives me a long look. It feels as if he can see right through my excuse. Maybe he can since we are mates? Either

way, he doesn’t act on whatever he sees. Instead he sighs and releases me from his embrace.

“Alright, let’s go get some breakfast. But don’t think you’re off the hook, Eli. We still have a lot to talk about.”

Cam is right. We definitely have to talk this out later, but not right now. My brain is going to explode if I think about a future with Cam for a second longer, and the only cure for my headache is black coffee.

“I know we need to talk about this eventually, but right now, I need caffeine.”

Cam chuckles. “That’s the cure, huh?”

“To the headache threatening to kill me? Heck, yes.”

Cam smiles, and the glint in his eye tells me that he wishes to tease me, but he stops himself. I suspect it’s because he knows bickering will lead to something else, and so he chooses to walk out of the room.

Straightening my clothes, I follow Cam out of his bedroom and down the stairs. The scent of bacon and

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pancakes wafts from the kitchen, making my stomach rumble. We enter to find my mother at the stove, flipping pancakes while humming a cheery tune.

She turns as we approach, her good mood evaporating the second she sees me-her least favorite child and the black “wolf” of the family.

“Elmyra Patricia Riley Florence!” she exclaims the second our gazes clash. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Where the fuck have you been?!”

I’m not even given a chance to answer the question before my mother steps forward to drill her eyes into mine. She is still holding the spatula in her hand like a weapon, but I know she isn’t going to hurt me. My mother and I might not get along, but she never gets physical with me.

Cam, however, doesn’t know that.

The second my mother looks like a big enough threat, Cam’s inner wolf takes over. He shape-shifts in a flash, and I freeze when the largest black werewolf that I’ve ever seen is suddenly there to protect my unworthy ass.

Seriously, what did I do to deserve such a protective mate?!

Cam steps in front of me with a body that could easily rival a horse and snarls at my mother. ‘Stay away from Eli!’ he warns through the mind-link, and that’s when my mother puts two and two together.

She drops the spatula. “Oh my god, don’t tell me you’re fated to your own stepsister?!”

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