Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 377

Chapter 377: 377-Arrested And Presented
Helanie:

“Why the heck did you go meet him in the woods?” Norman was grumbling, and although I could tell he wanted to yell at me, he was keeping his voice down for privacy. He had asked his own men to stand outside my room to make sure nobody got onto the floor. Even those with rooms there had been told to go take classes.

Emmet had put Kaye and Max in charge of senior and junior classes to keep them busy and away from this matter.

“He was—blackmailing me,” I muttered, my throat scratchy from crying so much.

“For what?” Norman yelled, quickly walking toward Lamar’s bed, where I was sitting.

“Norman!” Emmet rushed between us to block me from Norman’s gaze and gently patted his brother’s shoulder.

“Let me talk to her. This is important. I need to know everything to be able to defend Lamar.”

Norman was right—I had to come clean with him. Emmet slowly stepped aside after hearing Norman’s reason for wanting the truth.

However, once again, we were interrupted when Emmet’s phone started ringing.

“Wait a minute,” he told us and stepped even farther away.

Norman was anxiously running his hands through his hair when I had another breakdown.

“I didn’t mean to be loud with you. But this situation is frustrating and scary for Lamar,” Norman cleared his throat and spoke to me much more gently this time.

“You’re right. I don’t blame you,” I replied, pulling my sleeves forward to wipe my cheeks when Norman handed me his handkerchief.

I stared at his hand for a second before accepting it, gently dabbing it over my cheek. His cologne was all over it.

Emmet spoke on the call for a while before returning with an exhausted, drained look on his face.

“Lamar said Rayden had been blackmailing Helanie and Lamar,” Emmet explained, making my heart pound in my chest.

“Over what? Did he say why Rayden was doing that?” Norman asked anxiously, his frustration clear.

I guess Lamar had told the warriors, and I was glad he did. He shouldn’t be in jail, taking the blame all by himself.

“Rayden found out that Helanie had been helping Lamar find his sister’s rapist and killer.”

My jaw hit the floor at the shortened version of the truth.

Lamar had completely left me out of any accusations. He was taking all the blame himself while keeping my secrets safe.

“What?” Norman turned to me before looking back at his brother.

“A few months ago—Rayden raped and—murdered his sister.”

Emmet had barely finished that sentence when I saw Norman lose his balance.

“What?” His voice turned hoarse, almost raspy and deep.

“He killed someone, and then we gave him admission?”

The way he tilted his head was terrifying. I couldn’t believe he would react like this. His fists clenched so hard that I heard his bones crack.

“Lamar says that happened. Now they are in The Polar Red Pack, and I think we should go there too. I got a call from someone who says they can prove Helanie and Lamar’s innocence, but we need to let this person do their thing first,” Emmet shocked me when he spoke about someone who might have seen the last moments of Rayden.

“Whatever that means,” Emmet added.

“Let’s go. We shouldn’t leave Lamar alone there,” Norman gestured at Emmet to hurry up.

“Oh, he’s not alone. Kaye and Maximus had already asked the seniors to train the juniors and had headed to the pack to be with Lamar and make sure no one forced him into a confession.” Now that was helpful. I was slightly relieved that Lamar wasn’t alone in Penn’s pack. His father could be very meticulous and cunning when manipulating someone out of a confession.

Not to mention, the person who claims we are innocent might get us out of this mess.

We left in Norman’s car for the pack. I was so anxious and worried that I kept rubbing my hands together until they turned red.

Emmet was in the passenger seat when he stretched his arm back, his muscular hand reaching mine and gently unfolding my hands from each other.

“You’ll give yourself a rash,” he commented without even turning around, then pulled his arm back.

I suddenly felt so looked after. Then Norman did something unthinkable—he opened the dashboard and pulled out a small juice bottle. He opened the cork with one hand and handed it to me.

“Drink something. You woke up to this mess and didn’t have a chance to eat or drink anything,” he sounded so polite and focused in the moment.

“Thank you,” I accepted the bottle and gulped it down my itchy throat in one go. I guess they both acknowledged it because they shared a glance.

“Don’t be anxious. When Emmet says he will take care of things, he does,” Norman tried to joke, but I could tell he was putting a lot of faith in Emmet.

And I wanted to do the same because Emmet had been very helpful every time, but I was still scared of what we would face once we got to the pack.

The hour-long ride exhausted me even more. I just wanted to be with Lamar and help him with this matter, where he was innocent.

Once we arrived at the pack and at the mansion, we were greeted by angry warriors. However, when I got out of the car and the brothers stood beside me, no one dared to come closer.

They both led me inside where the whole issue was being discussed. They hadn’t called the council yet, but they had Lamar standing behind the couch with handcuffs on.

I instantly ran to stand beside him, quickly checking if he was okay, and thankfully, they hadn’t laid a finger on him.

Maximus and Kaye were to be thanked for that.

The two briefly looked my way, and I quickly looked down. I didn’t want my gaze to change their minds about helping Lamar.

Lord Mores and Lord Dewitt were sitting on the couch across from Lamar, staring at him. Penn, Jenny, and the others were standing across from them while Kaye and Maximus were by Lamar’s side.