Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: 387-The Pigeon Eyes
Helanie:

“Penn, you are going to get yourself in trouble,” I quickly followed him, shaking my head at him in disapproval.

“What about it? I don’t even know what they put in my sister’s eyes. It can’t be nothing, so I am going to find Sydney and Lucy and do the worst imaginable things to them.” He pointed his finger in the air, not even knowing where they could be right now.

“And get expelled from the academy?” I yelled, and he stopped, turning around and biting the inside of his cheek.

“It will be justified,” he hissed.

“And what if that is what they wanted? They might have put something harmless in her eyes just to throw us off. What then?” I raised a question that he probably hadn’t thought of.

He turned again but then quickly spun back to face me.

“What if it is something dangerous?” he asked, worry visible in his eyes. “Helanie, it was after so long that I saw my sister genuinely happy and out of restraints. They are so wrong for this.” He was right.

Jenny didn’t deserve that.

“Then we will go to Professor Emmet in the morning and tell him everything. He will take care of the matter.” The minute I mentioned the trainer, Penn seemed to relax a bit.

Everyone was kind of relying on Emmet too much now. I knew it would be a lot of pressure on him, but I could also tell that Emmet wouldn’t mind taking care of everyone. He was genuinely a good man.

And every time he tied his hair in a loose bun, he looked so handsome and attractive.

“Oh shit,” I bit my tongue at my inappropriate thoughts and caught Penn’s attention.

“What happened?” he quickly made his way toward me and stood face-to-face with me.

“Umm, nothing,” I shook my head, my cheeks probably turning red.

“Are you blushing? What did you—did you think about something?” His mood had changed suddenly after confirming that Emmet would help.

However, I had a feeling he took my reaction the wrong way.

“Everything is fine. Let’s go check on Jenny. She must be so worried about you.” Not wanting to get into anything romantic, I turned around and made him follow me back to the academy.

But somehow, I caught the attention of someone else as well. Rudy was outside with Sumit and Arlo, but the minute we came into his sight, he frowned and narrowed his eyes at us, as if he was surprised we were coming back together from somewhere.

Before I could greet Rudy or be greeted by them, Penn held my hand tightly and practically pulled me forward, making me keep walking.

“What happened to checking on Jenny? She is waiting for us,” Penn muttered urgently, taking me along with him and leaving Rudy staring at us.

We went upstairs and found Jenny in her room. Lamar and Gavin were trying to figure out what could have been thrown into her eyes.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Jenny, and she shrugged.

“I feel fine.” That was the scary part—that she felt fine. If there were any symptoms, we could have figured out what was thrown into her eyes and why.

“Umm, was it white powder?” Gavin asked Jenny, sitting on the bed with her, holding his phone and reading from online threads.

Jenny gave it a brief thought and then shook her head.

“Okay.” Gavin scratched his head, reading more.

Lamar suddenly rushed to the bed, jumping onto it with force and pulling his phone up to his face. “It has to be the pink powder. Was it pink?”

He asked with so much excitement that we all narrowed our eyes at Jenny, waiting for a response. Since Lamar seemed so hooked on the pink one, I wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

“No!” Jenny confidently shook her head, and Lamar calmed down, his excitement fading.

“What is the pink powder?” I asked him, giving Jenny a look of understanding.

“Oh, nothing. It’s just for people who are beautiful. There’s a pack that throws pink powder on people they consider attractive,” he replied, making us all roll our eyes at him for being so cringy.

“So what could it be?” Now that we had calmed down and Jenny told us the powder didn’t even have a color, we were getting worried.

“It was Pigeon eyes.” Suddenly, Salem appeared out of nowhere, telling us what it was.

We all looked at her and then at each other before I walked over to confront her.

“What is that?” I asked, and she lowered her head, biting her tongue.

“There isn’t much information on it anywhere. I just know the name because I heard Sydney speaking with someone on a call. It has to be a warrior from our pack.” Salem seemed timid whenever she was in front of us. But that wasn’t her true personality. She was very bold and arrogant—how most people would describe her.

But she always tried her best to act decently around us.

“Then fucking find out for me,” Penn yelled, getting in her face. I had to physically push him back and give him an angry look.

I noticed Gavin getting up from the bed too, probably to defend Salem.

“I will. I’ll try to find as much as I can,” she replied softly.

“Okay, you can go. But make sure you tell your sister—if anything happens to mine, she’s done for,” Penn hissed, pointing at Salem, who nodded in understanding. But just as she was about to leave, Gavin got up and stood next to the door with her.

“Thank you.” The moment he said that, her faded smile returned.

“I’ll find out what that herb is for,” she reassured him, then left the room.

“Can we trust her?” It was Lamar who pulled us out of our thoughts, making us stare at the empty path she had left behind.

Can we really, though?