"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee
Norman:
I haven't been able to rest ever since Kaye left. His eyes held so many questions for me.
"He must have just been upset," Maximus guessed, noticing my silence.
"It's fine. I'm not upset with Kaye—he's my brother. It's just that..." I stopped, realizing that my brother saw me as a role model, and I had let him down.
My real issue was with Helanie. She was coming between us brothers. But I also decided then and there not to speak about her in front of any of them from now on. If I had to make changes for our own good, I'd do it quietly, without discussing it.
"Maximus! Maximus!" As we entered our mansion, a loud, high-pitched voice echoed through the hallway before we could even see who it was.
Then Charlotte appeared, practically bouncing in front of us, her wide smile making me cringe. She was wearing a short purple dress and holding a plate of cookies.