Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
"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
21-Even Selling Myself
Helanie:
While everyone unpacked their belongings, I sat and waited for Lamar to leave. He didn't unpack his bags.
After a few seconds of silence, he rose from his mattress, slid his phone into his pants pocket, and glanced at everyone while walking toward the door. I only gave him a few seconds' head start because I didn't want to be left too far behind. Immediately, I made my way to the exit.
"Hey! If you're going, check if the warriors are bringing food for us," I heard Sydney yell, but I didn't respond to her. I was already out the door and didn't plan to go back inside until I had this talk with Lamar.
As he had mentioned, he was waiting for me by the tree, a cigarette in one hand and some cards in the other.
"You said you could help me," I approached him, still carrying my bag over my shoulder. There was nothing in it worth unpacking—just a few items I preferred to keep close.