Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 389

Chapter 389: 389-EveryOne Is Moving On
Helanie:

“After three days, we will have our biggest combat test.” I was sitting on the balcony with Lamar, whispering while Lucy wasn’t even in the dorm room. After what happened at the training ground today, I didn’t even want to see her face again for a while.

But there wasn’t much we could do because we were in the same room together.

“I hope the team that wins is ours,” Lamar pouted, since there would be three winners, and one team would lose.

“It’s Norman’s team. He trains them like beasts,” I reminded him of the methods Norman used to train them.

“But he trained you too,” Lamar added.

“True, but that doesn’t mean my team will win. We don’t even know what kind of test it will be.” I sighed. “And it’s so hard to work with Hans. He has his own training going on,” I hissed at the memory of that asshole. I hated that guy so much.

“May I ask you a question?” I should have guessed it. Lamar had been shifting around and sneaking glances at me for a while ever since we sat on the balcony. I had a feeling he wanted to talk about something, but he was holding it in.

“Sure, go ahead,” I said, and he cleared his throat.

“Tell me something. Do you remember that humming you did when you overpowered Rayden?” I had almost forgotten about it. But of course, he didn’t.

“I do now,” I replied.

“What was that?” he asked, and I cocked my head to stare at his face.

“Can you tell me what you heard? Because I don’t remember hearing any noise or sound. I just knew I was humming.” That was the truth. I couldn’t remember what song I was humming.

“It was something like I’ve never heard before. The voice—the—I don’t know how to explain it. But I can tell you that, despite you having a beautiful voice, you made my head hurt and my nose bleed,” he complained, though he had a smile on his face.

“That is so weird. I have no memory of it.” I watched Lamar zone out before his eyes widened in astonishment.

“Maybe it was your wolf? What if she was waking up and showing her presence?” He snapped his fingers excitedly as if he had cracked a code, but he was still forgetting something.

“Then why did your nose bleed?” I questioned, and his excitement died down.

“Do you think we should speak with the trainers? Maybe they know what’s up with you?” Lamar suggested, but he noticed me shaking my head aggressively to dismiss the idea.

“Kaye hates me right now. I’d say let’s keep my stuff a secret and not—” I shut up as I narrowed my eyes to look down. Far away, near the entrance, I could see a couple taking a stroll.

“Who is that?” I pointed at them because I wanted to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Lamar got up and rushed to the edge, staring in the same direction. Then he started scoffing and grunting.

“Why the fuck is Gavin out with Lucy?” Lamar hissed, attempting to turn and leave to catch the two when I had to physically hold his arm to stop him.

“Maybe they’re finally having ‘the’ talk?” I guessed. “Maybe things will go back to normal after this?”

I turned to check on Lamar, and seeing him standing with his hands on his waist told me he was really not happy to see them together.

“They’re going to fight, and then it’ll be the same mess all over again,” Lamar rolled his eyes, making sure I knew I shouldn’t put too much faith in those two.

“Well, we’ll see. Let’s think positive for now,” I told him, giving him a pat on the shoulder to go inside and rest.

At least they were talking, so I was pretty hopeful they would end things nicely this time, have the closure they both needed, and finally move on with their lives.

Lamar and I fell asleep, and Lucy probably arrived after her talk with Gavin. We woke up to get ready for training, as the test was right around the corner. We didn’t want to lose this one.

When we arrived at the training ground, Kaye was already instructing his team, so Lamar sped up to join him. He only raised his head once to glare at me before looking away again.

As I was walking past Mianxu’s team, he saw me and raised his hand, snapping his fingers to get my attention. I walked over to him, confused. I didn’t want him to bully me today. I was tired of the taunts and mocking they always threw my way.

“How are you feeling now?” he asked, without any funny expressions.

“I’m doing well, thanks for asking,” I replied, shifting slightly in my spot.

“Hmm, I’m sorry for whatever you’ve been through. If I had known, I would’ve let you heal before I made a move. But nonetheless, I’m glad you’re here, and I hope you get over the trauma soon. The reason I called you over is that I wanted to tell you—I’ve decided to move on from you.”

His voice was calm, but his words made me shudder secretly.

“I don’t want to keep hurting you, and I don’t want to keep hurting myself. You’ve made your decision, and too much has gone wrong between us. I don’t think we should continue anything—but I wanted to end this on good terms. No taunts, no bullying—nothing harmful. And you can always come to me whenever you need help.”

He forced a smile onto his lips, but his eyes told me he was hiding something. Maybe pain?

Although there wasn’t much that could be done, I was still upset that he went over to Charlotte. He deserved better, in my opinion.

But what could I say? It was his choice.

“Thank you.” I didn’t argue or continue the topic. I just nodded my head and walked away.