Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 250

Chapter 250: 250-Forced To Forgive Rayden

Helanie:

Our anticipation was on the roof as we watched Luna Estella. If she could give us any clue that we didn’t know about the tenth floor already, we might use it to find a way to help Lucy.

“The tenth floor–” Lady Estella began, her voice carrying a mysterious undertone. But just as she was about to reveal more about her time at the academy, the sudden arrival of Jenny’s father, Lord Dewitt, silenced her.

“Your Highness,” Lamar and I quickly stood to bow. With a swift gesture, he motioned for us to sit back down. He carried himself with an effortless elegance, surprising for a man who was the father of two grown adults. Tall and broad-shouldered, he cut an imposing figure in his black suit.

“I heard Jenny’s friends were visiting, and I couldn’t miss the opportunity to meet them,” he said smoothly, taking a seat beside his wife. I noticed her flinch ever so slightly at his proximity. His aura was a lot darker than his smile.

“Daddy, this is Helanie,” Jenny introduced me, her voice bright as she gestured in my direction. Dewitt nodded, his gaze briefly distant.

“The girl–” he started, but Jenny, in her excitement, finished for him.

“The one who’s acing all the tests without a wolf!” she exclaimed.

We all assumed that’s what he meant, but his next words caught us off guard.

“The one who filed a complaint against your mate,” he clarified, turning his sharp gaze to Jenny. Her face fell, her previous enthusiasm dimmed under his judgment. She lowered her eyes, clearly feeling the weight of his disapproval.

“Her mate bullied me, and he–” I began to defend my actions, but Dewitt raised a hand, silencing me mid-sentence.

“I’m speaking to my daughter. You can wait your turn,” he said. His voice remained pleasant, but there was a distinct edge that made it clear he wouldn’t tolerate interruptions.

Lamar, sensing the hostility, grabbed my hand and pulled me up. “Let’s go,” he muttered. “It seems he’s more upset about the bully getting caught than being apologetic for what his future son-in-law did.”

Dewitt’s expression darkened, and his gaze shifted between Jenny and Lamar, as though silently questioning if Lamar was the one Jenny had betrayed her mate with.

“You’re free to leave,” he said coldly. “But understand, it wasn’t my intention to seem unrepentant. The incident was a verbal altercation–he only acted out of concern for a mutual friend who fell. Lucy, wasn’t it? She…fell from the rooftop, didn’t she?” His voice dropped, and a knowing gleam lit up his eyes, sending a shiver through me.

We froze, tension crackling in the air as Dewitt continued, “Sit down so we can discuss the tenth floor.”

He said the words with deliberate emphasis, his tone laced with intrigue. Had I known Jenny’s parents were so evil, I might have thought twice before visiting her pack. But then again, it was to get information about the tenth floor to help Lucy, I would do anything for my friend.

Lamar tugged my hand again, but I whispered urgently, “Lamar, we should stay.”

He shook his head, resolute, and continued guiding me toward the door. That was until Lady Estella’s calm but chilling words stopped me in my tracks:

“Your friend will die if she doesn’t get help soon.”

“What do you mean?” I demanded, freeing my hand from Lamar’s grip to face Lady Estella directly.

“Didn’t I say, sit down?” Lord Dewitt spread his arms across the back of the sofa, a smirk playing on his lips. “Have a seat, Miss Helanie.”

Goosebumps prickled across my skin at the confidence in his tone. They knew something–something crucial–and I needed to save Lucy.

Lamar sighed in frustration, realizing I wasn’t backing down. He reluctantly followed me back to the couch, where we both sat.

“But before we begin,” Lord Dewitt said, his sharp eyes narrowing, “what are you willing to give us?”

There was a cunning, almost predatory air about him. I had never met someone whose polished exterior cracked so quickly. His first impression had been disarmingly good–briefly.

Norman crossed my mind. He was charming, too, until he opened his mouth. Yeah, I took my words back.

“What do you mean?” Lamar asked, his tone firm. “You want us to pay?” He was taking the lead, sensing I was too anxious to risk offending them.

“No, no. We don’t need your money,” Dewitt sneered, his smirk deepening. “Assuming you even have any.”

Jenny flinched at her father’s mockery, shooting a pleading look toward her mother.

“Daddy, please!” she murmured softly.

“Beta Elias,” Dewitt said with a calm but commanding tone, “take her to her room. We’ll speak once I’m finished with her friends.”

The royal beta obeyed immediately, stepping forward to escort Jenny away.

“You can’t force her to leave!” Lamar’s voice rose, seething with anger as he watched Jenny struggle against Elias’s firm grip.

“She is my daughter, Lamar,” Dewitt said coldly. “Your one night with her doesn’t make her yours. What could you possibly offer her? Two low-ranked individuals come here, desperate for information, yet unwilling to give anything in return. What does that make you?”

Dewitt’s harsh words had Lamar ready to leap from his seat, but I gripped his hand tightly, silently pleading with him to stay calm.

“Tell us what you want,” I said firmly, stepping in before Lamar’s temper could get the better of him.

“Just a little… assistance,” Dewitt replied, his gaze shifting to his wife. She placed a stack of papers on the side table, and it was clear they’d been waiting for this moment.

I slid to the edge of my seat and picked up the papers. One glance was enough to make my stomach churn.

They wanted my signature.

“You want me to let Rayden off without punishment?” I hissed, anger boiling beneath my skin.

“It’s nothing serious,” Dewitt replied nonchalantly. “He won’t even be expelled. But your friend won’t survive without the information we have. So, tell me, Miss Helanie,” his smirk grew darker, more dangerous, “are you willing to sign?”