Chapter 2 -His Huge Cock

I clutched my mother''s sweater tighter, taking in the elaborate décor of Lord Vasquez Spade''s opulent living room. As the head counselor, he commanded respect, and his home showed it.

"Please, have a seat," he offered my mom. She hesitated because I wouldn''t let go of her arm.

"It''s fine, Beatrice. Sit down." She gently patted my hand and guided me down beside her on the plush sofa.

Lord Vasquez flashed me a quick smile, but I caught his eyes lingering on my disheveled, greasy hair.

"Is she alright?" he asked my mom, clearly picking up on my anxiety.

"She got bullied at school today. They really did a number on her," Mom said sadly, confiding in the most powerful man in our community.

"That''s ridiculous," he scoffed. "The moment word gets out that I''m her new stepfather, they''ll come crawling back with apologies." The confidence in his voice proved he was a true alpha.

"Why don''t you head upstairs and get cleaned up?" he suggested out of nowhere.

"Mrs. Brown is busy preparing lunch, so I can''t have her show you around to the guest bathroom," Lord Vasquez apologized, but Mom urged me to take his offer.

"That''s perfectly fine. Beatrice will be living here anyway. I''m sure she can find the guest room." Her tone made it crystal clear she wanted me to obey.

I reluctantly got up and followed orders, even though exploring a new place was way outside my comfort zone.

I climbed the stairs of the white mansion and stared at the array of doors before me. "How the hell am I supposed to know which one''s the guest room?"

Frowning, I took a wild guess and reached for a door that gave me guest room vibes. All the doors looked identical, but this one seemed to be calling my name.

Heart pounding, I barged in. A gasp escaped my lips when I saw a young, incredibly handsome guy sitting at his computer, stroking himself.

It was my first time seeing male anatomy up close. He was... impressive. Bigger than I''d ever imagined. My body felt a strange wave of curiosity.

He immediately tore his gaze from the laptop screen and looked my way. His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine like a predator sizing up prey.

"Who the fuck let you in?" His deep, dark voice boomed across the room, making me tremble and scramble for the door.

The sight was traumatizing enough, not to mention he was definitely one of my new stepbrothers. I ran downstairs like my life depended on it, rushing back to the living room to hide behind Mom.

"What happened? You didn''t get cleaned up?" She turned to scan me quickly.

"I think she couldn''t find the restroom. I''ll have Mrs. Brown help her later," Lord Vasquez said with an awkward smile, clearly noticing my trembling.

"I''m so sorry. She''s just... different. Beatrice needs extra attention and guidance since her wolf barely communicates with her." Mom rubbed my arm soothingly, not thinking much of my reaction.

How could I tell her I''d just seen my stepbrother''s dick? Meeting him again was going to be so awkward.

"I''ll go check on my sons. Need to introduce them to you both," Lord Vasquez said, leaving his seat to head upstairs. I wondered if my stepbrother would be furious about me catching him in that compromising position.

"Now tell me what really happened," Mom whispered, knowing something had gone wrong upstairs but not wanting to ask in front of Lord Vasquez.

"I saw one of my stepbrothers... naked," I replied, my face burning with embarrassment.

"What? How the hell did you—" Her words cut off when I looked up and saw another young man walking through the front door into the foyer.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I recognized that asshole from earlier.

"That''s him!" I yelled, ignoring everything else around me.

"What are you doing?" Mom whispered, but I pointed at the guy again. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared back with equal shock.

"He bullied me!" I shouted, glaring at Zane—that''s how he''d introduced himself at school.

"What?" Mom stepped forward to glare at him. Hearing the commotion, Lord Vasquez came rushing downstairs.

The moment he appeared, I pointed directly at Zane and yelled, "He bullied me at school! He''s the one who did this to me!" Panic at seeing him again made me cry out for help.

The silence that followed brought me back to my senses. Wait—why was he here?

"Zane bullied you? My son, Alpha Zane V. Spade?" Lord Vasquez helped me understand exactly who I was accusing.

He was my second stepbrother!

"Why the fuck are these rogues here?" Zane yelled, getting angry at me for complaining about him. "Did you seriously come all the way here just to accuse me of bullying you?" He looked me straight in the eye before his father spun him around for a private word.

"Is it true you bullied this girl?" I heard them arguing.

"No! She''s lying," Zane lied, trying to save his ass.

"What''s going on? Is he really the bully from school?" Mom whispered while father and son argued.

"I promise he''s the bully. He got Flynn to hit me," I whispered back, shivering at the thought of living with him.

"Stay quiet and let me handle this. We need to fix this situation since you''ll be living under the same roof as him and his three brothers. His father needs to keep him in line," Mom advised, taking a deep breath to prepare for battle.

"Actually, my daughter isn''t lying. Your son bullied her—he even groped her."

The moment Mom lied, my heart skipped a beat. I wasn''t lying about the bullying, so why did she have to exaggerate the whole incident?

"Wait, wait, wait!" Zane gasped, stepping away from his father in fear. "They''re lying! What the fuck!" He yelled but made sure to keep a respectful distance from his dad.

Great start, Beatrice. I''d seen one stepbrother naked and accused another of harassment.

"I''m ashamed of you," Lord Vasquez said, believing my mother over his son. Without hesitation, he lunged forward and slapped Zane hard.

The sight was brutal. Watching Zane stumble back from his father with tears in his eyes broke my heart. Mom shouldn''t have lied.

But Lord Vasquez wasn''t finished. He looked around like he was searching for something else to beat him with—all to impress my mother.

"I didn''t do anything!" Zane shouted.

The commotion drew attention from upstairs. The shirtless guy rushed down to step between them. My body shuddered as I remembered what I''d seen earlier. This one looked almost identical to Zane, except for his sharper jawline and different eye color.

"Get out of my way, Maddox," Lord Vasquez said, pushing his son aside.

"What the fuck are you doing, Dad?" Maddox yelled, positioning himself like a shield in front of his brother.

"He''s beating me up over complaints from these filthy rogues," Zane''s voice dripped with resentment, but I couldn''t even process his insult toward us.

"She''s not some rogue. She''s going to be your stepsister," Lord Vasquez declared.

His words filled the air with deafening silence.