Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother novel Chapter 88

For the next few days, I dodged Leon’s invitations. Because I figured I needed some time to think

He sent flowers once. I had the maids take them away.

He asked me out to dinner twice. I said I was tired.

He called. I let it ring.

My mother didn’t notice how I had been neglecting her perfect son-in-law. She’s devoted herself fully to my wedding and she had already ordered me to skip school and to stay in the palace “to better prepare for the wedding.”

I played along for 3 days until everything became completely insufferable.

I was too restless to obey any more. Every room in that palace felt too small. Every corridor reminded me of how I was being cornered, dressed, arranged, chosen.

By the fourth morning I couldn’t take it anymore.

It was barely 6 in the morning.

The sky outside was still pale and dim, the kind of early light that made the whole world feel half-asleep.

I pulled on my training clothes-a black bra top, dark leggings, running shoes-and tied my hair back tightly.

I was going out for a run. And then I was going to school. I need a fucking break from this whole wedding madness.

I came downstairs by myself. It was completely quiet, not a soul in sight. Even the maids hadn’t woken up yet.

I was halfway to the front door when it opened from the outside and Ezra stepped in.

He had clearly been out all night. Then the smell hit me first.

Liquor. Perfume. Smoke. Women.

His shirt was open, exposing a flash of tanned skin and the strong line of his throat. His hair was a mess in the most unfair way, slightly damp at the ends and falling over his forehead.

He’s clearly drunk.

And the drunk Ezra looked so wrecked, sinful, and gorgeous.

Like every girl’s worst mistake wrapped in royal blood and a beautiful face.

He noticed me standing in the shadow and stopped. His heavy gaze made my chest tighten, i quickly looked away and kept walking.

“Where’s your perfect fiancé?” he asked behind me.

I didn’t answer.

I was not doing this at six in the morning.

Ezra yawned softly and leaned one shoulder against the doorframe. “What’s wrong? He’s not here to supervise you? Training you to be the PERFECT WIFE?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do than stick your nose into my private life?” I mocked.

He smiled. “You’re right. There’s a naked girl waiting in my room right now. I’m not wasting my morning on my stupid stepsister. So I’ll see you around.”

+15 Boras

My heart gave one sick twist. The words hit exactly where he meant them to.

But I had learned tny lesson with him. So I kept my face blank and made for the steps

Then a car pulled up at the curb.

The driver’s side door opened, and Leon stepped out.

“Riley,” he called warmly. “There you are. Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

“What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’re stalking me,” I blurt out. He’s not coming to see me right? At this hour? He laughed. “Of course not. I just went to the airport to pick up my parents.”

He pulled the back door of the car open and a couple stepped out.

One look and I knew they were the type of people I hated the most.

His father was tall, silver-haired, and polished in the sort of way that only old money could manage. His mother was worse Beautiful, elegant, and so sharply put together that even her smile looked like it had been practiced in front of a mirruz.

Everything about them screamed prestige, breeding, superiority.

Leon’s mother gave me one long, cool assessment and then turned to her son.

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