"You're just a stranger. Why are you so interested in helping me?" I asked as I took down more glasses of the whiskey.

There were other customers at the pub but at that instance, I felt like he was the only one there with me.

"I can't stand to see a pretty beautiful angel cry. It hurts me,"

When he said that statement, my eyes widened. At that instance, I wished he was my mate but sadly, he wasn't.

"Tell me anything angel, I'm here to comfort you."

I studied his lips closely as he uttered those words. Who on earth was he? How does he know that comfort was what I needed badly at this point?.

"I'm depressed because my mate rejected me last week. Because I am wolf-less, he has never considered me to be his mate. He raised my expectations by expressing a desire to make our relationship public, but in the end, he turned me down. I'm in so much pain. I'm so embarrassed by him that I don't even have the confidence to resume school the following term,"

"Lastly, he mentioned that the only reason he chose to approach me in the first place was to experience what it's like to make love to an omega. I'm so relieved that I never allowed him to make love to me. What a stupid person he is! He claimed to love me the entire time but he was only lying to me." I spilled more words before stopping to drain more drinks.

Despite the fact that he was a stranger, I felt comfortable sharing my worries with him.

"That's so foolish of him to do that to you. He's a jerk and a coward. What does it matter if you're an Omega or from a low rank? He shouldn't have played with your feelings like that because you're a human regardless of the fact that you're wolfless," Derek growled with gritted teeth as he clenched his fist.

The anger on his face was visible and he felt like he could feel the pain I'm going through.

Something about him made him unique to me. I felt my worries bidding me as he exchanged words with me.

We just met and it already felt like he knows me quite well.

"He's mating with his new mate tonight but guess what, I did care before but now I care less," I stated boldly as I filled more drinks in my glass.

"You know, if I'm not mistaken, I've spent not less than twenty minutes with you and I can feel myself getting better. I don't feel broken any longer and I want you to help me with forgetting Mason completely,"

"In what way?" He leaned forward, a mischievous smile spreading across his lips as his gaze lingered on mine.

"I want you to have s**x with me," I said rather boldly and I knew it was as a result of the drink taking effect on me.

Derek smiled as he gazed at me with his dreamy charming emerald eyes.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" He asked.

"I think I'll feel a little more comfort from that,"

He smirked before nodding, "Sure!"

****

I showed up at one of the rooms of the hotel with Derek. Before I entered, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But with Mason's betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at him?

Derek switched on the light. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It made my panties wet, almost like a pheromone.

Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth in a way that Mason's never had.

After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to the bedroom. Our lips smacked together the whole way there. I bit his lower lip, which caused him to groan, and when we entered the dimly lit bedroom, he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed.

I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Derek's touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and slid his fingers down my panties, I realized that my assumptions were wrong.

Derek kissed and licked my neck as he rubbed my clit, letting his fingers get wet with my juices as I moaned into his mouth. He pulled away briefly to remove his hand from my panties and let me taste myself off his fingers, then returned to touching me. Before he entered me with his fingers, however, I grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"I should tell you that I'm a virgin," I whispered.

Derek was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn't want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked.

"I figured," he replied, leaning down to nibble my ear. "I'll be gentle with you,"

I let out a loud moan, arching my back as he let his long, thick fingers slide into me. He slid them back and forth, going faster and faster, until I was soaking wet and moaning loudly. I kissed and bit his neck as he fingered me, and moaned into his skin.

When he was finished pleasuring me, he removed his hand from my panties and looked me deeply in the eyes while he unbuttoned my skirt. I was still trembling, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body.

"Lingerie, huh?" He whispered, sounding somewhat amused, when he saw my lacy panties. I blushed. "Since you went to all that trouble, why don't you give me a show?"

Still blushing, I stood and began to nervously remove my clothes. I removed my top first to reveal my breasts, which practically spilled out of the top of my bra, then slipped off my skirt to reveal my waist and thighs. I could see Derek's erection straining in his gray sweatpants as he bit his lip.

When I saw his huge erection, I knew that I wanted him. Saunter over the bed, I pushed on his chest and pushed him down onto the mattress. I reached down and stroked his cock over his pants before sliding my hand inside and gripping it, feeling its warmth and girth in my small hand.

He let out a groan as I stroked up and down his cock with my hand. I pulled my hand out and slid down his sweatpants so that I could see.

Derek must have seen the surprise on my face when I saw how big he was, because he chuckled and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Scared?" He asked.

I shook my head, licking my lips. "Can I taste it?" I whispered, to which he nodded, his dark eyes fixed on mine.

I opened my mouth and took his cock inside, slowly working my lips and tongue up and down the shaft. It was awkward at first— I had never done this before—- but the sounds that Derek was making told me that I was doing a good job.

We laid naked together beneath the sheets, our limbs tangled together. Derek spat on his hand and rubbed it along his shaft, pressing the head against me to go inside.

I flinched at first but Derek reassured me that it was okay.

"I'll be gentle. I promise," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot on my neck.

""

When it was over, Derek and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself, and pulled my panties on.

I couldn't believe I had just slept with a total stranger.

Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on.

"When can we meet next?"

I bit my lips, not believing what just happened. I rushed out of the hotel and left immediately.

He called for me but I didn't listen. It was just a one night stand, nothing else should be attached.

Besides, he wasn't even my mate.

I was not sure why, but I was eager to get back to school on this final day of vacation. I had felt stronger and relieved since meeting that guy, and I had completely forgotten about Mason.

I gathered my things as soon as I got out of the taxi and made my way to my mom's modest home, which was located on one of the busiest streets in Riverdale pack.

My eyebrows furrowed as I witnessed my mother kiss a man before he drove off in his elegant Camry.

Since I was feeling better, I decided to express my happiness for my mom's decision to get married.

She was about to walk in but stopped as soon as she sighted me.

"I guess I arrived late," I muttered with a smile as I took slow steps towards my mom.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she pondered why I was treating her so nicely, but I held her cheeks and spoke to her tenderly.

"I'm sorry for getting mad at you the other time. I guess I was only thinking about myself."

She held my cheek softly and pulled me closer to give me a hug.

"I agree with your decision mom. I'm willing to have a step dad. I'm not used to it but I'll do my best to adjust. If that's what makes you happy then I will do it."

"Thanks Isabel," My mom muttered as she squeezed me and fondled me lovingly in her hug. It brought memories of how close we were during my childhood times. I was ready to mend our broken relationship and I believe with our new step dad, we'll have a lovely and complete family.

"I heard he has a son," I said as I released myself from the hug, my face etched with concern and curiosity.

"Yes dear,"

"You'll have a step sibling. He's probably the same age as you or even older. I hope you two will get along well." My mom revealed as she cupped my cheeks lovingly.

"Oh! Wow. I can't wait to see him. We'll be attending the same school right?"

"I don't know for now. I guess so though."

"But when will you guys be getting married?"

"In two months time dear. Your step dad has plans of renovating our house. After then, he'll move in here with his son,"

"I'm aware that you've previously seen your step dad. He's only visiting tomorrow so you may meet and perhaps get to know his son."

"Cool, can't wait to see them," I said lastly before dragging my bags with me, taking quick steps to my room.

***

'Ding dong!' When the doorbell rang, my mother and I both turned to look. We had already started preparing breakfast for our two visitors.

"I'll go get it. Go change into something else," My mom suggested as she turned to face me.

I was in denim shorts that showed off my extremely attractive thighs and a red crop top that exposed my arms. I loved wearing it at home, but I had to change into something proper and covert because we were hosting guests, or perhaps new family members who happened to be men.

I spent a considerable amount of time in my room, looking for the perfect clothes to wear.

Finally, I wore a vibrant pink top with long blue trousers. I then undid the bow in my hair and allowed it to fall freely behind my nape.

Observing myself in the mirror, I grinned. I looked quite lovely.

At last, I hurriedly exited the room, eager to meet my new family. Curiosity shot through me and I couldn't help but blush in excitement.

My mother's soft giggles could be heard as I descended the stairs to the sitting room.

It's been a long time since she smiled or laughed like that. I remembered my dad and how perfect the family was before he died. My dad was a famous warrior to the Alpha king but he died during a battle.

Ever since then, life has become miserable for me and my mom. My late dad's relatives who never liked my mom decided to take all of my dad's properties from her.

Our dad's status, which had made us famous, disappeared with him when he died, and since then we were labeled as omegas.

"Isabel," My mom called gently, wondering why I was taking so long to appear.

"Coming," I replied as I raced down the stairs gently.

When I finally reached the sitting room, the first person I saw was Mr Walton. His deep blue eyes pierced into mine and held me in their grasp. He flashed me a warm smile, just the way my father does. He had brown spiky hair, ocean blue eyes like me and nice beards on his chin

"Good morning Mr Walton," I greeted nervously as I studied his friendly features.

Even though he was much older, he still had this youthful appearance.

"Morning Isabel. You're such a sweet little girl. I've heard a lot about you from your mom. I'm sure your mom must be blessed to have a loving and beautiful daughter like you," Mr Walton said, his sweet words melting my heart and causing me to blush.

"Thanks,"

"Urmm.. I guess I should introduce you to my son here." Mr Walton said cutting across my thoughts and I turned to face him.

"Meet Derek, Isabel. He's my only son and I'm sure you two will get along well." Mr Walton said with a smile as he introduced his son to me.

That name sounds somewhat familiar. My eyes grew wide, and my lips moved slowly apart as I turned to face Derek.

F**k! Is this really happening?

Derek, the guy I had a one night stand with is actually Mr Walton's son? They don't even have any similar features so it was difficult to tell they were related.

How on earth is this possible?

"Nice to meet you Isabel." Derek said as he approached me to give me a shake.

Numerous thoughts raced through my head as my heart pounded wildly against my chest.

Is this really Derek standing in front of me?

He pretended as though nothing had ever transpired between us in the past as he wore a nice smile. His smile covered up the small expression of shock he had when he first spotted me, giving the impression that he wasn't that surprised to see me.

My one night stand turned out to be my stepbrother-to-be.

This must be crazy!.

I was so confused and embarrassed that I quickly ran upstairs to my room and ignored his handshake. Although I wasn't sure why, I was unable to accept it.

My one-night stand turned out to be my stepbrother, which put me in an unpleasant predicament just as I was beginning to accept my new family.

My mom's face held confusion, shock and disappointment when she saw me leave after sighting Mr Walton's son. She didn't expect me to act that way and I also didn't expect things to go this way either.

.

When I went back to school on Monday, I was relieved to be over my feelings for Mason, but I was also disappointed to learn that Derek would become my stepbrother.

My mom had questioned why I acted strange in front of Derek but I lied to her by telling her nothing was wrong and that I was just not used to having a brother as a sibling.

I've been an only child and my mom totally understands. She comforted me and told me she had hopes that I would get along with Derek.

If only she knows of my intimate encounter with him during the holidays.

"No way, so you're telling me your one night stand is going to be your step brother?" Bonnie asked with wide eyes as we strolled the corridor.

"Yes Bonnie. The thing is I didn't mean to sleep with him that day. I was only trying hard to forget about Mason but…"

"I know," Bonnie cut in, giving me a look close to sympathy.

"I understand your pain but I want you to know that it wasn't your fault. Having a one-night stand is normal; you were unaware that he was the son of the man your mother would likely marry in a few months."

I let out a big sigh and buried my fingers in my golden blonde hair.

Bonnie caressed my cheek and said, "I think I can help you solve this issue.Speak with Derek and let him know that your reunion was just coincidental. I believe you both can put whatever happened in the past behind you."

"It's easier said than done, Bonnie." I said with a sad smile as I clutched my book tightly to my chest, biting my lips nervously.

"It'll only be better if we aren't living under a roof. But now that he's moved in with us, it's way difficult than you think,"

Bonnie sighed and held both my shoulders. She elevated my chin with her fingers so we could have eye contact.

"Can you try speaking to him? And also, how has he been acting towards you? I doubt if he's interested in you even after what happened between you two. You just had s*x and you both aren't even mates so he should understand and try to accept you as his stepsister,"

I caressed my temple, trying to subdue the pain I was feeling from a slight headache.

"I can't even speak to him, Bonnie. It's not as easy as you think. Our parents think we can get along but they have no idea what we did. Besides, I find it hard to maintain eye contact with him, let alone converse with him. I feel goosebumps when I'm around him and I don't seem to get myself," I explained to Bonnie as I bit my lips sadly.

She drew me close to her and held my cheeks softly, her brown eyes fixed on me.

"Why do you feel weird around him? Is it because of the fact that you both had a one night stand or you're seeing him differently,"

"Eeew! What do you mean seeing him differently? Having a crush on my own stepbrother?" I exclaimed as I dropped Bonnie's hand from my cheek.

"It's possible, Isabel. Maybe the intimate moments you had with him have fueled your interest in him which in turn makes you act weird around him."

Gosh! Bonnie was right. She knows exactly how I feel and I wouldn't be surprised if she chose to be a psychologist when she grows older.

"Well, I'm eighteen years old today. My mom will be celebrating my birthday at home with my stepfather and step brother. I can't wait to have my wolf and get my real mate. Maybe when I find my mate, my feelings for Derek will subside."

Bonnie flashed me a warm smile and said, "Tell me how it goes. I also can't wait to see who your mate will turn out to be,"

Just as we were discussing, a loud deafening scream erupted in the hallway, grabbing our whole attention. Various girls squealed like kids as they scurried to have a look at some people outside.

Confusion and shock spread across my face as I wondered what the ruckus was all about.

Different girls dashed out of the hall with phones in their hands, and they were so elated like they had just won a lottery.

"What the heck is going on?" I asked as I turned to face Bonnie, my brows shooting upwards in confusion.

"The girls around here act in this manner when they see a cute guy. They're hilarious and incredibly infatuated. I'm curious about the attractive man they seem to be smitten with." Bonnie remarked, laughing in between.

"What do you feel? I feel curious, why don't we go see who it is." I suggested as I gave Bonnie a wink and a little smile tugged across my lips.

"I guess it's the Alpha's son. Who else could it be?"

Bonnie said in a monotone, straightforward voice. She wasn't the kind to follow attractive guys around or get smitten by them.

.

The Alpha's son, Enzo, was one prominent student in the school. Not only was he blessed with good looks but he was well-off and well-known. He was a playboy and was quite picky and selective when it comes to dating girls. He is known to be icy, proud and outspoken and all teachers fear him because of his status. The majority of girls adore him and strive to get him because he is athletically gifted and muscular.

"Enzo and a new handsome pupil has arrived! Let's go see them. I heard the new pupil is hot too." Charlotte, a plump dark girl squealed as she conversed with her friend in the hall.

I watched as they dashed out of the hall In anxiety which prompted my desire to see the new kid.

As Bonnie and I made our way outside, we caught a glimpse of Mason and Patricia being intimate as they tongue kissed. Patricia moaned as Mason fondled parts of her body, careless of the fact that they were in public.

"Idiots!" Bonnie took hold of my arm and cussed. She urged us to go right away because she saw that their act was starting to distract me.

As we stepped outdoors, we noticed a horde of students gathered around two adorable guys. One I knew to be Enzo, while the other, despite being new, appeared to be rather familiar.

I squinted and narrowed my eyes as I gave the new pupil an intense gaze, trying to study his facial features from a mile.

"Derek! He said his name is Derek! He's so handsome!" Maria, a red haired girl exclaimed as she alerted the other girls who flashed Derek a warm smile.

My eyes widened at the mention of his name. Why is he so revolved around me? Why is he attending the same school with me? It will only make things worse.

"Oh moon goddess! Please let Derek and I be destined mates," Another girl said loudly as she trooped around him with her squad.

"No, he can't be yours. He'll be mine," Chloe, another girl with tinted hair, fired back as she clutched onto Derek's arm.

I saw Derek smiled, trying to be friendly with the girls around him but they were taking advantage of his friendliness by touching and flirting with him.

A part of me felt jealous and I just didn't know why.

Gosh! What's wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way?

When Derek's eye finally met mine, I froze at a spot, my eyes widened as my heart sank heavily into my tummy.

He smiled at me and I could feel my heart beating faster than normal.

"What's wrong Isabel? You look lost. Is something up with the new boy?"

I turned to face Bonnie as I bit my shaky lips. She turned to face me, confusion imprinted on her features..

"What is it Isabel?"

"It's — it's the new boy. He's Derek and he's no other than my step brother," I finally confessed to Bonnie and I could see her widening her eyes in shock.

Her brows shoot upwards with her jaw dropping.

She grabbed my cheek and cupped it, looking straight into my eyes.

"Tell me you're joking please,"

"I'm not joking, Bonnie. I'm serious, He's the one I slept with. I'm so sad he turned out to be my stepbrother. My nightmares just happened today, Bonnie. He's attending the same school with me," I exclaimed, my face etched with worry and my eyes pricked from tears.

Bonnie was so distracted as her eyes were still on Derek.

"Bonnie, you aren't even listening to me,"

She turned to face me and said, "F**k! This dude is so hot!"