Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 198

Chapter 198: 198-Right Between His Legs

Helanie:

“So, you didn’t die, huh? What makes me wonder is, why are you at the academy? And the bigger question is, what did you tell Jenny that made her refuse to let me back into her life for even a moment?” His voice turned harsh, and the darkness in his eyes deepened as he pressed his hand harder over my mouth.

His touch froze me in place, disgust and goosebumps rippling through my body.

I was hyperventilating, struggling to take steady breaths, terrified of what he might do next.

“How the hell did you survive? Why did you come to this academy and befriend my mate? Do you think you can pull this off to get back at me for that one night?” He leaned into my shoulder, his words sliding like poison directly into my ear. Torture—that was his intention.

I held my breath, desperate to avoid any further connection between our bodies.

“You know, I don’t even remember your body or how you tasted. So why do you still have that night burned into your mind? If you were even slightly sane, you’d thank the Moon Goddess for surviving and move on. Someone with more brains would’ve promised herself never to get into trouble again. But you love trouble, don’t you?”

His hissed words felt like slaps across my face. I had often asked myself how the alphas must feel now. Would they regret ruining someone’s life like that? Maybe they woke up plagued with guilt. But hearing him speak about that incident as if it was my fault made it clear—they were irredeemable.

“Anyway, now that I’m here, I’ll fix everything you’ve ruined. And not only that—if you even think about opening your mouth, I’ll let everyone know your truth. I’ll tell them that before coming to this academy, you were your pack’s whore, sleeping with alphas to trap them with a pregnancy and force them into your cage. Not that I’ll need to do much more than that. Everyone listens to an alpha,” he sneered, his voice thick with venom, chuckling mid-sentence as if the scent of his cologne wasn’t already making me nauseous.

“Oh, wait—I remember something,” he said with mock excitement. “It’s nothing big, but it’s something. Do you remember when I was fucking you, and you begged me to stop? And then I came all over your face—”

His laughter exploded, loud and cruel, making my jaw clench so tightly it hurt. He acted like he’d achieved something extraordinary, his grotesque delight sending a wave of rage and disgust through me.

I had never expected to encounter such a monster.

In my head, I thought he would freak out and start apologizing to me. I imagined he’d convince me he wasn’t in his right mind that night, that it was all a mistake.

But I was so wrong.

“What? Are you going to cry again and beg me to let you go?” he whispered against my mouth, his breath making my stomach churn. I closed my eyes, scrambling to think of what I could do. If I didn’t act, he’d believe he still had power over me—that I was still the same girl he had used and tried to kill.

That thought was unbearable.

Without hesitation, I bent my knee and struck him hard in the groin. The next thing I knew, all the color drained from his face, and his eyes bulged.

His mouth opened as though to yell, but only a strangled, painful cry escaped.

“FUCK!” he finally groaned, his hands releasing me as they flew to cradle his aching crotch. Tears streamed down his face.

“This is just the beginning, you asshole. I’ll make you regret ever having a dick,” I spat, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking his head up to meet my glare. My words were a venomous whisper, dripping with fury. Then, with all the strength I could muster, I shoved him backward and bolted for the elevator.

I didn’t stop to check if he was regaining his posture. I knew it was only a matter of time before he came after me. Once inside the elevator, I frantically pressed every button, my hands trembling in haste.

The doors closed just in time. For a brief moment, I hugged myself, tears streaming down my face as the adrenaline began to wear off. My body shook, and my breaths came in sharp, shallow gasps.

But my relief was short-lived. The elevator dinged, signaling a stop, and the doors slid open. I froze, ready to step out, only to see him rushing down the stairs, his face twisted with rage.

Panic surged through me, and I slammed the “close door” button repeatedly. The doors sealed shut again, and I collapsed against the wall, gasping for air.

“He’s going to make me regret this,” I muttered to myself, my chest heaving.

Desperation guided my hand as I saw the red button for the 10th floor light up. Without a second thought, I pressed it, praying it would give me enough time to escape. I couldn’t keep running—I needed to find a safe place to calm down and figure out what to do next.

When the doors opened on the 10th floor, I stepped out cautiously, hugging myself tightly. My mind raced, but I couldn’t shake the cold creeping through my body.

The floor was eerie, shrouded in dim light and silence. I frowned, feeling a strange chill settle over me. I had heard whispers about this floor—a place that only appeared once in a blue moon.

“You’re back! I wondered when that was going to happen,” a familiar, chilling voice echoed, sending a new wave of goosebumps across my skin.

I froze, my breath hitching.

“Ah! I smell fear on you. Is one of them here now? What’s his name—Rayden Mores, isn’t it? The alpha of the Shifters pack. He’s a nasty one,” the voice sneered, its tone dripping with malice.

“What are you going to do, Helanie? You’re not strong enough to fight him. Your wolf hasn’t even woken up yet,” it continued, growing darker and more menacing with each passing second.

Chills ran up and down my spine as I approached the door. It looked eerily like an exact replica of my dorm room. The corridor, too, was an uncanny mirror of the floor where I lived. It was unsettling how identical everything appeared—yet something about this place felt deeply wrong.

“Go on, step inside. This room is much better than the one you stay in, Helanie,” the voice coaxed. At first, it sounded like a man speaking, but midway through the sentence, it shifted into a woman’s tone, and now a haunting blend of echoing pitches that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.

“If you like it here, you can choose to stay in this room,” it added with a chilling calmness.

I hesitated, my hand hovering near the door handle, when the voice spoke again, its tone darker now, filled with something sinister.

“And if you want… you can let me into your body. I will take revenge for you.”

My heart thundered in my chest as my steps faltered, freezing me just outside the door. The weight of its offer pressed down on me like a physical force, making it hard to breathe.