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?
61-The Wet Prince
Helanie:
After Kaye left, I couldn't stay awake for food and decided to rest. The moment I lay down in bed, a suffocating sensation overwhelmed me. It felt as if someone were drowning me—I could swear I felt my hair getting wet.
I forced my eyes open, and to my surprise, I was no longer in the bed I had just settled into. Darkness surrounded me, and my body was half-submerged in cold water.
"Where am I?" I muttered, my voice echoing back to me in the empty space.
As I raised my head, I spotted a faint light above. It dawned on me—I was trapped in a well.
The air was cold and damp as I pressed my back against the slimy stone wall.
"Huh! How did... I get here?" I stammered, feeling the frantic rise and fall of my chest. The well was narrow, just wide enough for me to stretch out my arms and feel the rough, wet stones on either side.