Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother novel Chapter 3

Riley’s POV

I stared at the red paint on the wall for a second, then spun on my heel and walked out.

Camila and her little gang were still blocking the doorway like they were waiting to see me break down. I walked right up to them. “Move.”

“You still wanna stay in this dorm? It’s not too late to change your mind—”

“Move before I lose it.” I bared my wolf fangs at them.

They froze, clearly not expecting me to get physical. Before they could react, I shoved Camila out of the way and stormed off.

People were still whispering, pointing, and staring at me the whole way down the hall, but I ignored every single one of them and headed straight to the staff’s office.

The lady working there looked half-asleep and bored out of her mind. Her droopy eyes barely looked up when I came in, “What?”

“My things were ripped apart and thrown all over the dorm. Someone spray-painted my wall. I believe I’ve been bullied by my peers. Now I need you to find out who did it and do something about it.”

She finally lifted her head and blinked at me. Then she drawled, “…Wait. You’re that girl… the daughter of—”

“Yes. I’m Everly Monroe’s daughter. What about it?”

She gave me a fake little smile. “Look, bullying really isn’t that common in this school. Most of our students are well-educated and have a very good manner. If you feel targeted, maybe it’s worth reflecting on what you might’ve done to upset the whole group.”

“The only thing my mom and I have ever done to piss anyone off is getting involved with your King. Now, do I need to get your king here to apologize to you?” I asked sharply.

Her jaw dropped. “N-No, that’s not what I meant…”

I planted both hands on her desk and stared her down. “Find out who did it. And repaint my room. You think you can get it done by tomorrow?”

“Yeah, yeah, I think so…”

“Good. Because if it’s not done by tomorrow, I’ll be back to have another chat.”

I walked out without looking back.

All my stuff was ruined. I didn’t even have clothes to change into tomorrow. Not even a toothbrush. So after hesitating for a while, I finally pulled out my phone. Unsurprisingly, there were 9 missed calls and a crazy dozen texts.

[Randall said you arrived. Why aren’t you home yet?]

[You’re making me worried, honey.]

[Call me back.]

[Are you at least coming home for dinner? Your father wants to meet you.]

I let out a long sigh, then typed three words: [OMY.]

Half an hour later, a car drove me into the very heart of the Full Moon Pack—the palace.

It was the most beautiful building I’d ever seen. Snow-white walls, arched towers, a silver-domed roof, and an entrance that looked like it belonged in a fairy tale.

But honestly, I couldn’t say I was happy to be here.

A group of omega maids greeted me at the gate, flustering to open my door and hand me a welcome drink like I was checking into a five-star resort. I was just about to tell them to chill out when I heard the sharp clack of heels.

My mother, Everly Monroe, was hurrying toward me.

She was without a doubt the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Delicate features, huge innocent eyes, and a slender figure that made her look like a goddess or an angel. Her soft blonde hair looked like it had been kissed by moonlight—no wonder the media once called her “the woman who most resembles the Moon Goddess.”

Someone like her was never meant to stay in a place like Pebble Creek Pack, let alone marry a farmer. And she realized that pretty quickly herself. At age 21, she walked out of our house and never looked back.

I always knew she’d climb higher.

I just never expected her to go this high.

“Oh, my sweet baby.”

She reached out and hugged me. I sighed inwardly and gave her a few awkward pats on the back.

“Hey Mom. How are you?”

“You have me so worried! When Randall came home without you, I thought something had happened. Thank goodness you’re safe.” She cupped my face in her hands. “God, look at you. It’s been so long…”

“8 years,” I said for her.

“Right. 8 years. I can’t believe it… You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman, and I’ve aged so much…”