Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 101

Chapter 101: 101-The Man With No Wolf

Helanie:

“And everyone who is an Omega shall get a yellow star on their red bands,” Emmet stated as he pulled out a bag full of bands. The red plain ribbons were for alphas, the brown for royal warriors, green stars on the red ribbon were for royal beta, black for other important posts in a pack and silver was for the alpha king status but only alphas in senior posts can get it after they have proven themselves to be able to fight for the alpha king status. Today’s lecture was just as good as always. However, I was slightly distracted, and I bet Emmet noticed it too.

He kept raising his head and pausing every time he saw me zoning out. I felt bad because I wanted to be a good student.

He gave a nod to the first person sitting in the front row, and she stood up to walk over to him, holding out her hand for him to tie the wristband.

“Professor Emmet! If you’re okay with it, I can help with the students in this row,” Sydney, ever the self-proclaimed master of the room, stood up to offer her assistance. I had noticed this before—her relentless efforts to become the class monitor. Salem was quick to nod her head in agreement. The twins were always busy supporting each other.

Emmet shook his head and pointed at her with his finger, silently instructing her to sit down.

“Helanie!” Hearing him say my name made me straighten my spine and look his way. Everyone turned to follow his gaze, curious to see who ‘Helanie’ was.

I had been doing my best to stay low-key for a while now. It’s been a week since I found out about my pregnancy, and I still hadn’t processed the news. I didn’t even know what to do.

Gavin and Lucy were a mess themselves—they would argue and then take long, tense walks. Jenny had been busy trying to befriend me, but Lucy always dragged me away from her. I didn’t protest because I didn’t want to make Lucy uncomfortable. Although, I was grateful for the help Jenny was offering me.

“Helanie!” Emmet called me again, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Please help with this row.”

He gently pushed some of the bands to the side on the podium for me to grab. I was shocked he asked me, especially since Sydney had already offered to help.

I got up while Sydney and a few others glared at me harshly. Reaching the podium, I grabbed the bands and moved toward the right side of the classroom—the side where my friends and I usually sat.

I began wrapping the bands around everyone’s wrists. Each band had a name written on the back. Then I reached Penn. I hadn’t interacted much with him before, but I’d heard from Gavin that Penn preferred to keep to himself.

“Alpha!” I said as I checked his band. He nodded, shook his leg slightly, and then rolled up his sleeves, extending his hand toward me.

I tied the band around his wrist, and as I did so, my fingertips brushed casually against his skin. I swear, I saw goosebumps appear on his arm.

It was odd.

“It’s alright, I’ll fix it myself,” he said abruptly, pulling his hand back and adjusting the band on his own.

After I finished handing out bands to everyone, I returned to my seat, completely forgetting about my own band.

“If everyone has received their bands, you’re free for the day,” Emmet announced.

Due to the heavy rain and storms over the past few days, they hadn’t been able to distribute the bands earlier. Many students were falling sick, and some of the wolves seemed to be affected in strange ways.

“Class is dismissed,” Emmet said, finally raising his head and shutting the book he had forgotten to close earlier.

He was so weirdly attractive. Everything he did seemed to draw everyone’s attention. I’d noticed Salem eyeing him a lot, too.

“And Helanie, come here for your band,” Emmet said, resting his elbows on the podium, tilting his head, and narrowing his eyes at me.

My body reacted strangely around him, and I didn’t like it. I respected him, and the idea of thirsting over him—when he was my professor, stepbrother, and I was pregnant—felt entirely wrong.

But he was my mate.

And so was Kaye.

I nodded and grabbed my bag, walking toward him. The classroom began to empty as I stood there, waiting for him to hand me my band. However, he seemed to be taking his time, rummaging through his bag to retrieve it.

Why was my band in his personal belongings?

Once the classroom was empty, he finally turned to me.

“What kept you occupied today? Don’t tell me I bored you,” he asked, his tone laced with playful flirtation.

“No, you never do. We like your teaching style a lot,” I replied shyly, my fingers fidgeting nervously as I tried to meet his gaze.

“I’m not asking about ‘we.’ I’m asking about you,” he said, folding his arms over the podium and leaning closer to me. His question felt deliberate, as if he already knew the answer.

“I like your teaching style,” I repeated, extending my hand toward him.

He brought out my band and held it in his hands, sighing at it, “I want the star to change once you get your wolf.”

“I don’t think me finding a wolf would make much difference,” I said with a little laugh, mocking myself. The girl who couldn’t get a wolf would certainly never receive one with a higher status. If anything, I’d end up with a weak Omega wolf.

“You never know. In fact, do you know about Soren Vaughn?” he asked, his tone casual, but the name left me dumbfounded. I began to wonder if this was a test of my knowledge or just a regular mention somehow related to my situation.

“You can answer without overthinking,” he added, a sweet smile forming on his lips as he spoke to me.

“Who is Soren Vaughn?” I inquired. “Is it someone mentioned in the books?” I tried to recall if I’d ever come across that name in our reading material.

“Not really,” he replied. “But there’s a book written about him. It didn’t make many sales because it was banned in most packs. But that’s beside the point. Soren was a man who didn’t have a wolf, and everyone assumed that if he ever got one, it would be a weak Omega wolf.”

He paused, his gaze steady as he waited for my reaction. Every time someone without a wolf was mentioned, I couldn’t help but be all ears.

“And did he?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

Emmet leaned forward, resting his arms on the podium, and shook his head.