Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: 102-He Loves Giving Gifts

Helanie:

His answer broke my hopes. I thought it was going to be a motivational story but it turned out to be worse of a kind. However, before I could feel disheartened, he added, “He received the most powerful wolf—and it made him immortal.”

My heart sank at the thought of how incredibly lucky Soren Vaughn must have been.

“Immortal? How is that possible?” I asked, lost in thought but deeply impressed by this man’s luck.

“Everything is possible in our world, Helanie. There are creatures different from us. And he was better than most,” Emmet replied. The past tense he used made me question the so-called immortality Soren Vaughn had received.

“He’s no longer alive?” I raised an eyebrow.

Emmet let out such an adorable laugh that I felt my cheeks flush with warmth.

“He couldn’t age—he stayed young and was seen by so many people over the years. But eventually, he disappeared. Immortality doesn’t mean someone can’t be killed by a specific weapon or in a certain way. I mean, if you behead someone or take their heart out, they’re going to die,” he said so casually it was as if he’d witnessed it firsthand. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had done extensive research on Soren Vaughn.

“So someone killed him?” I asked, leaning in slightly.

“I like how you ask questions, Helanie. It shows how attentively you’re listening,” Emmet remarked with a soft smile before continuing. “As for your question, since no one has seen him in years, it’s assumed he was either killed or ended his own life. Who would want to live for over 100 years, only to watch their loved ones grow old and die, right?”

He spoke with such understanding that I couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

He was right. Poor Soren—he was given a gift he couldn’t fully cherish.

“So, Helanie, there’s a chance you might get lucky too. You just need to stay positive about it,” Emmet said, his words filled with genuine encouragement.

“Thank you for believing in me,” I said with a warm smile, giving him a small bow of respect.

He wrapped the band around my wrist, the yellow star glinting on it. His fingers brushed against my skin, and he suddenly frowned.

“You have a fever, Helanie,” he said, his voice shifting to a more serious, almost aggressive tone. “May I?”

The change in his demeanor was striking.

I nodded, and he placed his hand on my forehead, shaking his head in disbelief.

“That’s why you were so distracted. Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?” he asked, looking exasperated.

“I didn’t know I wasn’t feeling well,” I replied honestly. I genuinely hadn’t realized—I thought it was just because of my pregnancy.

“Come to my office with me. I’ll give you some medicine, and I also want to speak with you about the class monitor position,” he said, gathering his things.

I was shocked by his words. “You mean to say you want my advice on who should be the class monitor?” I guessed, though he didn’t stop to clarify and instead continued leading me toward his office.

The corridors were emptying as the students headed back to the hostel, likely getting ready for lunch. The warden was notoriously strict, but thankfully, I hadn’t had any confrontations with her yet.

Once inside his office, he shut the door and pointed to a chair. I sat down, expecting him to take the seat across from me at the desk. Instead, he dragged his chair close to mine and sat down next to me.

Hunched forward with his elbows resting on his thighs, he looked directly into my eyes. “I want you to be my class monitor.”

“Me?” I asked, pointing a finger at my chest in disbelief.

“Why not? Helanie, I see how determined you are, how stubborn you can be when it comes to accomplishing things. I think you’d make the perfect class monitor,” he said, leaning back in his chair.

He couldn’t have been more wrong. He had no idea that I was the complete opposite of what he described. I wasn’t strong at all—I couldn’t even decide what to do about my pregnancy.

“I think the Alphas will be upset,” I replied quietly. “Besides, I really just want to lay low.”

I looked down quickly, not wanting to see the disappointment in his expression.

“Helanie, you didn’t come here to lay low, and I’m going to push you, no matter what you say,” he said with a casual shrug, walking over to a shelf to grab something.

“I got you this—” he began, holding out a small box.

I let it drop onto my lap and quickly tied my hands behind my back, refusing to accept any more gifts.

“I don’t want any gifts. I think I’ve already overused your kindness, and I haven’t been able to repay you for anything,” I said, my voice trembling.

I didn’t know what came over me, but a sudden wave of emotion hit, leaving me teary-eyed. Even he seemed startled by the intensity of my reaction.

“I’m sorry, I’m just very emotional,” I immediately excused myself, feeling his eyes on me.

“It’s the fever,” he said gently. “Besides, it’s a bracelet—not just any bracelet, though. It has an alarm system. Whenever you’re in trouble, you press this button here, and I’ll get an alert and your location.”

He bent down slightly to show me the small red button on the beautiful purple bracelet.

“Why? Do you think I’ll be in trouble? If I’m so weak, why make me a class monitor?” I blurted out. This wasn’t how I wanted to respond—not when someone was being so thoughtful toward me. But I was a mess.

I didn’t understand why I was acting so rude, mean, or overly emotional. Just last night, I cried while watching a cartoon with Lucy.

A cartoon!

I couldn’t make sense of it. The girl who had once stopped crying altogether, even when thinking about ‘that night,’ was now sobbing over a cartoon?

“Yeah,” Emmet replied softly, his voice full of understanding. “You’ll probably get yourself into trouble, and I want to be there for you. As for being class monitor—those are two separate things.”

He didn’t even give me the chance to apologize for my behavior. Instead, he waved the bracelet in front of me, brushing past my reluctance.

I realized I didn’t really have a choice.

So, I reluctantly pulled my other hand out, and he gently slipped the beautiful bracelet onto my wrist.