Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 242

Chapter 242: 242-That Pregnancy Test

Emmet:

“What about Rayden’s father? Did he respond to the letter?” I asked and noticed my brothers shared yet another glance that confused me.

They always spoke with their eyes. It’s not that I didn’t notice, but there was no point in highlighting it when they wouldn’t be honest about what was brewing in their heads.

But I didn’t hate them for it—they were my life. But if they found out my truth, they would be petrified.

“No! But he will. That Rayden shouldn’t have participated in the slander of his mate’s friend,” Kaye groaned angrily, his eyes showing that if he could, he would punish Rayden himself.

I watched their faces for a minute to see if anyone had noticed what I had.

“Don’t you think that is weird?” I uttered, extending my hand for the pancakes, when Maximax pulled the plate away, making me raise my eyes to meet his.

“First explain—what do you mean?” Maximus groaned, already giving his full attention. I didn’t want to hurt my brothers, but that is what it is now. I didn’t have any energy in my body to argue with anyone.

“That Rayden guy—ever since he arrived, he’s targeted Helanie. His first day with the juniors, I found him bothering Helanie with the lockers,” I explained, and my brothers started to pay more attention.

As their interest piqued, I reached over for the plate and got it successfully.

“When you first arrive at a place where your mate is, you instantly start impressing the friends, not blocking their paths and making them uncomfortable,” I explained, their eyes still on me.

“Say more, I want to know what you’ve noticed,” Maximus insisted, and I continued.

“Every time Rayden is in view, Helanie loses her natural aura. She turns pale, and her eyes linger on him every once in a while. Not to mention, he carries a smirk on his face whenever he interacts with her.” I wasn’t done yet, but I found Kaye and Maximus sharing a glance, probably remembering the details of their own encounters with Rayden.

“We might have noticed something too.” Now that the attention was brought to the issue, they were focusing on recalling everything that might have struck them as odd.

“Ah! That’s why he was trying so hard to make Helanie uncomfortable about Lucy’s fall,” Kaye groaned, fisting his palm.

“How the heck did we miss that?” Maximus asked himself, almost like he was so angry that he forgot to speak with his wolf in silence.

Now it was good that my brothers were taking it seriously, but the way they were taking it seriously shocked me. They were so attentive—but since when?

If I remember correctly, the reason Helanie had left this mansion to begin with was because of these two. One of them chased after her like crazy, while the other accused her of being the reason Dad found out he had brought a she-wolf home.

“Well, I’m not sure about the two of you, but I’ll be keeping my eye on Rayden, and I suggest you two make him busy too. So busy that he doesn’t have time to do anything funky with Helanie,” I told them my decision.

I was sure they would do great keeping Rayden busy too. However, it was still unclear to me why Rayden was so focused on Helanie.

It surely couldn’t be their first meeting.

“Anyway, this was a great breakfast,” I cleared my throat and got up, but as I was about to leave, I noticed my little brothers’ eyes on me. They had this childlike look in them—innocence and desire.

“And Kaye—rest,” as soon as I said that, I watched a satisfied smile bless his face.

Maximus lowered his head, so when walking past him, I petted his head and noticed his body jolted, probably in shock or happiness.

Once back in my room, I stared at my bloody clothes from last night. A sigh heaved across my lips as I picked them up and took them to the bathroom to wash them.

I had to do this myself. The maids seeing it would spark rumors, and rumors are what I avoid.

After I was done, I walked out of the bathroom again and reached the window to look outside. My eyes picked up on Helanie returning from her walk.

She had all these loose strands of hair on her face, with curtain bangs that were always playing on her cheeks.

Her face was red from the cold and the long walk. She reached the mansion and raised her head to look at me. Our eyes met for a moment before I had to pull the curtains down. I wasn’t sure what was going on.

She looked familiar but like a stranger at the same time.

My eyes moved down to the diary I had to write an entry in. Next to the diary was a plastic bag, and in that plastic bag was a pregnancy test.

This was the test that the students had found on the mountains. I remember the way everyone laughed about it. I was going to discard it, but then something caught my eye.

It was the doodles on it.

I’m usually just not doing anything, so whenever I find something, I start digging into it. I like to capture stories or find out what happened.

I was curious to know why this was discarded and who discarded it.

But most of all, the doodles.

I’ve seen these in one of the students’ tests. I have returned the tests so I couldn’t be certain for now. I grabbed my diary and then the plastic bag, walking over to the safe and putting the plastic bag in it safely.

“Dear my lonely self, last night was hectic. Could the lycan really come to the mansion? Or what if the mansion belongs to him? What if Helanie really saw it? What if she—But a lycan wouldn’t remember, yes! He wouldn’t. But Helanie will. What if she is intrigued by stories as well? What if she tries to find out who the lycan is?”

I stared at the wall and then sighed, not loving the idea.

“She must not find out,” I said sternly.