My Fiance is Sleeping With My Step Sister

Chapter 26

We went down together for breakfast. I had to force Devon to leave the bed with me this morning so we could eat with the pack. Devon was holding my hand the whole way and I could feel eyes on us from every corner of the pack house. I knew they were still not used to seeing me like this. A part of me wanted to hide behind him but another part told me I couldn’t always do that if I was going to be Luna.

The hall was already filled with voices, clattering plates, and laughter. As soon as we entered, the sound dipped like everyone was waiting for something to happen. Devon squeezed my hand and led me to the head table. My stomach was already tightening.

“Good morning Alpha, Luna,” some greeted with smiles while others only nodded stiffly.

I sat beside Devon and tried to act normal, but the tension in the room was clear. Halfway through the meal, a girl with long dark hair stood up from one of the tables and walked right toward us. I had seen her before around Devon, always lingering when she thought I wouldn’t notice.

“Alpha,” she said sweetly before turning her eyes on me. “I don’t mean any disrespect, but are we really supposed to call her Luna? She doesn’t look like one of us. She doesn’t act like one either.”

The entire hall went silent. Joey, who was across the room, slammed her fork down and started to rise but I lifted a hand to stop her before Devon could say anything. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst out of my chest, but I stood.

“I might not look the way you expect,” I said, my voice shaking at first but then growing stronger, “but I’m his mate. That makes me your Luna whether you like it or not. You don’t have to like me, but you will respect me.”

The girl smirked, like she thought I was just pretending to be brave. “Respect is earned, not given.”

I took a deep breath. “Then watch me earn it.”

The silence was heavier than before. Devon’s eyes never left me, but he didn’t step in. I knew he was giving me the chance to fight my own battle. Finally the girl bowed her head slightly and walked back to her table, though the smirk was still on her lips.

When I sat down, my hands were trembling under the table. Devon reached for them, squeezing softly. “You did well,” he whispered, pride clear in his voice.

I wanted to melt into him right there, but I kept my head high. For the first time since I came here, I felt like maybe I could do this.

After breakfast, Joey dragged me outside. “That was badass,” she grinned, her eyes bright. “But you still need to train. If you’re going to shut them up for good, you can’t just stand there looking pretty. You need to fight.”

I groaned. “Joey, can’t I just enjoy this one small victory?”

“Nope,” she said, tossing me a practice stick. “Come on, Luna.”

We sparred on the training field where some of the younger wolves were practicing. At first it was playful, Joey laughing as I stumbled and swung wildly, but soon she grew serious. She knocked me down three times in a row and each time I got back up, frustrated but determined.

“Again,” I said, brushing dirt from my hands.

Joey tilted her head, grinning. “That’s the spirit.”

We clashed again and this time something strange happened. Her stick struck against mine and I felt heat rush through my arms. It wasn’t just the warmth of the sun, it was fire, alive under my skin. The stick in my hand grew hot, so hot that Joey yelped and dropped hers when it touched.

“What the hell, Addy?” she shouted, shaking her fingers like she’d been burned.

I stared at my hands. They looked normal but I could feel them pulsing, a faint heat buzzing just beneath the skin. My chest rose and fell rapidly as panic built in me.

“I—I don’t know what that was,” I whispered, my voice breaking.

Joey came closer, studying me with wide eyes. “Addy, that wasn’t normal. You… you burned me. Just like before.”

“No,” I shook my head, backing up. “It can’t be. I don’t want this.”

“Hey,” Joey softened her tone, catching my wrist carefully, like I might shatter. “It’s okay. It’s not bad. It just means there’s something in you. Something powerful. Don’t be scared.”

I wanted to believe her, but fear crawled up my throat. Around us, a few of the wolves who had been watching started whispering. I could feel their eyes, questioning, suspicious, maybe even afraid.

Devon’s voice suddenly cut through the murmurs as he strode toward us. “Enough training for today.”

He came to stand by me, his hand finding the small of my back like he was grounding me. His eyes scanned the field, daring anyone to say a word. The whispers stopped.

“Come,” he said gently, looking at me. “You’ve done enough.”

As we walked back, I couldn’t shake the feeling inside me. The girl’s challenge, Joey’s training, the fire under my skin it all pointed to something bigger. Something I wasn’t ready for.

And yet, a small part of me whispered that maybe this was only the beginning.