Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 369

Chapter 369: 369-The Rise Of The Organization
Norman:

“Emmet, calm down. I took care of everything,” I told my brother, watching him anxiously pace around. It wasn’t like Emmet to behave so nervously. He would usually take a sip of his wine and relax whenever he was stressed out. But this time, he refused to calm down.

“Maximus filled me in on what happened in class today. Why the heck did Kaye make that comment?” Emmet faced me again, asking me the same question.

I knew—I was disgusted too. My brother shouldn’t have gone that far.

“I’m sure he didn’t mean it. He was just so angry that—”

“Norman, it must have hurt her so much. You don’t know her—the trauma—Goddess!” Emmet cut me off.

“I know the words were harsh, but no real harm was done,” I tried to reason.

“How do you know? Those words weren’t just nothing to her. They must have struck her hard.” I didn’t get what Emmet was implying.

“Brother, is there anything I need to know?” I asked.

Emmet scoffed and took small steps around me. “Forget it. It’s not my story to tell.” There was a subtle unease in his voice when he said the word ‘story.’

“What story?” I inquired, narrowing my eyes at him, but he refused to look back at me.

He was hiding something. He must have known more about Helanie and why she was so secretive all the time. I knew it too. I mean, I learned from her body language that she was hiding some trauma, but what it was—I didn’t know.

I didn’t explore because I realized she wasn’t comfortable with it. But I knew Emmet—he was the curious one. He liked knowing everyone’s story, and somehow, she might have confessed something to him.

I watched him look so worried for her.

‘And she never shared anything with us,’ my wolf howled weakly. It was odd how he almost never communicated but suddenly had something to say when it was about Helanie.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I just hope she’s feeling okay now,” Emmet showed so much care and concern for Helanie. But then he paused and turned to me. “Are those two fools okay?”

I was waiting for him to ask about his brothers.

“It’s Kaye!” I watched him narrow his eyes at my response. “He’s acting odd. I stared into his eyes today, and I found emptiness. Emmet—” I cleared my throat as I gently placed my hand on my chest. “One heartbeat is struggling way more than the others.”

Emmet almost yelped but then walked closer to me, placing his hand on my chest.

“What are you feeling, brother?” he asked in a concerned tone.

“That’s the problem. There are times when I don’t even feel his heartbeat in me anymore. That is concerning to me. I stood face to face with him, and even when he showed disappointment toward me, the heartbeat disagreed with his visible concern. It was almost like he was pretending to be upset and worried,” I relayed my concern to him, anxiously rubbing my hands over my face. He pulled his hand back and frowned in confusion himself.

“I didn’t want to say it before, but—I noticed it before you. I just thought it was a reaction to heartbreak, but hearing you say there’s a confirmed change in the beat, I’m certain something is going on,” Emmet rushed to his table while speaking anxiously. His tone was heavy, his words coming out with a mix of stress and anger.

“Look at this.” He showed me his recordings of weather changes and scents in the air. “Things have changed recently. It’s almost like—old times,” he mentioned as he opened an old book about the organization.

“When the organization was on the rise, such toxins in the air used to be very common. And sudden weather changes, along with the appearance of so many monsters, suggest only one thing.” Emmet looked me in the eye with extreme tension before I completed the words for him.

“The Evil Organization is back in action?” I didn’t even want to imagine it, but as Emmet lowered his head and sighed, I knew his answer.

“You better start training our students hard now. If it’s true, then more monsters are going to come out of the woodwork, and we’ll need all the students, packs, and every single person who is sane to start defending their land against them,” Emmet continued, his nervousness visible in his body language.

I had so many questions and concerns, but I decided to give him a break for now.

“I’ll make a new schedule and also keep my eye on Kaye. I’m worried something is seriously wrong with him too.” Even the thought of Kaye losing his mind was driving me crazy.

If the organization was forming, that would mean Kaye was in a very sensitive situation. He would need a lot of attention to make sure he held onto his sanity.

“I’m afraid there might be only one person who can help him if he truly starts to lose himself,” Emmet said out loud just as I was walking toward the door.

My body flinched because I already knew who he was referring to. I turned to him and shook my head.

“I don’t want that either. She shouldn’t be tangled in this mess. She has her own to deal with.” Thankfully, Emmet seemed to be on the same page as me. But what did he mean by her own mess?

“Emmet—” I started, but he seemed to already know what I was going to ask, so he raised his palm.

“Please don’t ask any questions. Just tell me—will you be on her side if she comes forward with a huge claim, pointing fingers at some of the biggest alphas?” His question sent a chill down my spine.

I wasn’t afraid of any packs or their alphas, but what scared me was what could be so terrible that trauma and alphas were being mentioned in the same sentence when it came to Helanie’s story.

With a confident look on my face, I nodded. “I know her. I will believe her.”

It was crazy how my opinion of her had changed. But I wasn’t some fool with poor judgment. Her character was crystal clear, and whenever she lied, it was only under extreme conditions—when she had something big to hide.