Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 298

Chapter 298: 298-I Was So Naive Back Then

Helanie:

Flashback:

“You know, after our marriage, we will have three kids,” I said excitedly, my arms folded over his knees as he sat and smoked his cigarette. We had ventured out into the woods to enjoy the weather and also spend some time together.

I wanted to go out for a dinner date with him, but he said the pack members would see us together and his parents wouldn’t like it.

“Hmm, three will be too much,” he replied very coldly.

“Altan, I came here to spend time with you, and you’re just focusing on that cigarette,” I scoffed, pulling away from him.

“Helanie, this is how I enjoy myself. By the way, what’s in that basket?” he asked, pointing his cigarette at my basket.

“Oh! Since we were going out on a picnic, I brought us some home-cooked meals. It was so hard for me to save this stuff from my stepmother because–” I noticed the bored look on his face that he gives every time I talk about my personal life issues, and it was a cue that I needed to stop. “Anyway, I brought muffins, chicken bread, quesadillas,” I stopped talking when I noticed he had stopped listening to me.

“Who are you texting?” The minute I felt like something was wrong, I grabbed his phone from his hands and quickly took a look.

He was texting some girl, saying very sexual things. In fact, he was talking about meeting up with her because I had bored him.

His exact texts were very demeaning.

‘I want you to suck my dick after I am done with this boring picnic.’

‘Send me a video of you pulling your panties down.’

“What the hell, Helanie!” he snatched the phone back from me and pushed me hard just to get away from me.

“Why would you touch my phone??” he yelled, making me forget to stand up. And when I did, I started tearing up.

“You’re cheating on me?” I gasped.

He looked so angry until he heard me complain about catching him.

“It–it’s nothing serious, Helanie. It’s something every alpha does, trust me. It’s not like I would go and actually sleep with this girl. It’s just how we talk–I was just flirting,” he rolled his eyes and used a very harsh tone even when he was caught sending vulgar texts.

“You think my picnic is boring?” I sniffled, watching as he narrowed his eyes at me.

“Because of this–yeah! I am a young man, and I need more than just some empty talk, Helanie. Anyway, you’ve already spoiled my mood. If you can’t trust me, then I’m sorry, we have no future together,” he pulled out the regular dismissal card. He would always do this to me, and somehow, I would always go back to him, begging him to forgive me.

I knew deep down his excuses were nonsense. That was still cheating, but I convinced myself that he would change once we got married.

End Of Flashback:

“Hey! But after that night, I swear I haven’t even thought about anyone else. I will change for you, I’m changing for you. I don’t even find anyone attractive anymore,” he started talking nonstop while I placed a hand on my stomach, feeling sick, and stepped away from him to sit next to the fire.

“Helanie,” he said my name, reaching me and sitting in front of me.

“Such habits never die. If you’re built in a way that you can’t stop having different women in your life, I think today or tomorrow, when you get bored of me, you would repeat your behavior again,” I complained softly, keeping my tone respectful as I hated judging others.

But I wasn’t judging him. I was just trying to protect myself. To save myself from another heartbreak.

“I understand. Whatever you said is completely true and accurate, but I am a changed man now. You know what, here,” he pulled his phone out of his pocket and gave it to me.

“Come on, do the research. Go through every app and every place, and if you can find a single text from a girl, I will admit in front of everyone that I am a piece of shit,” he insisted as he made me hold his phone in my hands.

“Just give me a chance. People do change. The ones who have found their soulmate, they change,” he finished, his eyes telling me that he wasn’t lying.

“Give me a chance, just one chance,” he kept requesting, and at this point, I felt like I was being too harsh on him.

I can always keep an eye out and then make a decision. Just because he had been a certain way in the past doesn’t mean he would be again.

Especially when looking at myself. I was such a desperate person. I would take all sorts of crap from everyone just to please them and make sure they were on my side.

For me, it was trauma. What if for him, it is love that changes him?

“It’s okay. I want to believe you,” my words brought a smile of relief to his lips.

“Thank you, I will never break your trust,” he uttered, leaning in and pressing his lips against mine.

This time, there was no fear in my heart of anyone who could bother us. The gentleness of his lips made me suck his lower lip while he wrapped his arm around my body and pulled me closer, making me slide into his lap.

The fire helped us get cozy, with him sucking my upper lip like he had been hungry for years. His lips moved in such a perfect motion.

His fingers tangled in my hair as his mouth explored mine passionately, and little moans escaped my lips into his mouth. There was no space left between our bodies as I sat in his lap, tasting his lips.

He ignited something in me that I never thought I had been missing for so long.

My hands slid up to his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair as he pulled me even closer, as if there was any space left between us.

After kissing each other hungrily for a while, I was the one who decided to slowly break the kiss. There were things I needed to take care of before going any further with him.

“We should head back home now,” I smiled against his lips, his thumb pressing on my bottom lip.

“Do we really have to?” he pouted, giving my lips another quick peck. As I nodded, he tossed me onto the ground and came on top of me