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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?

AlexisDee · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
78 Chs

36-Jealous Much?

Helanie:

I watched his face turn red and then lose its color as he yelled back at me while covering my mouth with his hand. "What are you doing?"

The moment we heard footsteps approaching my bedroom, Kaye grabbed my arm and started pulling me towards the window.

"Stop it," he grunted as I shook my head, trying to kick him away.

"I am not going without you; do you understand me?" he hissed, leaning closer to my face. When I attempted to resist further, he seized the small knife from the food platter and held it against my neck, shocking me with his hostility. He then removed his hand from my mouth. I was stunned, feeling the sharp blade against my skin. My heart raced in my throat, my veins pulsating. Yet he looked so calm, as if he had done this before.

"Now shut up," he warned me through his piercing gaze.