Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 412

Chapter 412: 412-My Mate Is On A Date?
Helanie:

“I should have killed him when he was standing there crying in front of us,” Lamar had been throwing a tantrum for the past few minutes while I just sat there, sighing tiredly. His anger was justified. The exhaustion was real, the desperation was clear. Jenny tried comforting Lamar for a while but he wouldn’t listen.

I was truly upset that I got so close to finding out about the others and finally doing something about them—only to lose the chance.

“Guys, you said his mother dragged him away from you last time. Do you think his mother has anything to do with this note?” Jenny, being the only fresh pair of eyes in this situation, waved the note in front of us. I frowned at the handwriting.

“This is how Benita writes in her register,” I recalled seeing her write things down while organizing her customers.

“But what if her son writes the same way?” Lamar still didn’t believe in Kaidon’s tears. I was skeptical too, but I wanted to believe that someone felt guilty.

“I know Benita because of her son and Penn’s past friendship. She is extremely controlling. In fact, she’s the one who forced her son to take back the Alpha throne. Do you really think she would let him give it all away just like that?” Jenny made sense, and I could tell Lamar was starting to see her reasoning too.

“Then how do we contact him?” Lamar asked Jenny.

“I asked Penn for his number, but Penn told me his phone is switched off. So, there’s only one thing we can do now—we have to visit him,” Jenny said determinedly. Then, after a brief pause, she corrected herself, “I have to visit him.”

She had triggered Lamar instantly.

“His mother likes me. She has always wanted her son to be with someone as powerful as me and my family,” Jenny admitted, avoiding Lamar’s gaze.

“So you’re suggesting you go there and seduce a confession out of him? And you think I’ll let you do that to a rapist?” Lamar smirked angrily, making it clear he wasn’t joking.

“He’s right,” I sided with Lamar. Jenny didn’t have to put herself in danger again.

“Please, I want to help. Lamar, this is for Helanie. She deserves to at least know who the assholes were who—” she clenched her fists and punched her palm, frustration all over her face.

“Fine, let’s do it then. But you will only show interest in him in front of Benita so she’ll let you talk to her son,” Lamar warned, making it clear he wasn’t agreeing to anything more.

“Deal,” Jenny nodded firmly.

“Let’s go then,” I said, getting up from the ground and following the two.

We arrived at the café, but only Jenny got out. She went inside while Lamar and I sat in the car, growing more worried with every passing minute.

After a while, she walked back out alone, looking completely defeated.

“What happened?” The moment she got inside, I asked her.

“That woman knows we’re friends. She kept making excuses for her son’s absence and wouldn’t even give me his new number,” she pouted.

“We should have known,” Lamar sighed.

Of course, we should have known Benita would be extremely careful. But where was she hiding her son?

That’s when my phone beeped, and I frowned at the caller ID.

Unknown: It’s Salem here.

“Why is Salem texting me?” I asked the two, who immediately turned around and shoved their heads toward my phone screen.

“I saw her inside with Sydney,” Kenny said.

Salem: The number I am sending you is Kaidon’s new number.

My jaw dropped, shock creeping across my skin in the form of goosebumps. We all exchanged glances before Jenny spoke up.

“She must have seen me asking for his number and decided to help,” Jenny muttered, still unsure why Salem would assist us.

“That’s the power of Gavick,” Lamar smirked, making us roll our eyes at him for using his ship name for Gavin and Gavin’s Dick.

“I’m calling him now,” I said, dialing the number. My heart pounded louder than anything else. I put my phone on speaker so my friends could catch anything I might miss.

We waited and waited, but he didn’t pick up.

“We’ll try later. Let’s head back now—the storm is getting worse,” Lamar suggested, patting the back of Jenny’s hand to signal her to start the car.

I leaned back in my seat and sighed.

While we were driving, a message popped up on my screen, making me slide to the edge of my seat and tap Lamar’s shoulder.

“He’s texting me,” I whispered, letting Jenny focus on the road as the sky darkened sooner than expected due to the thick storm clouds.

Kaidon: Sorry! With our academy trainers. Who is this?

“Tell him,” Lamar urged.

Me: It’s me, Helanie.

I gulped before hitting send.

His reply came almost immediately.

Kaidon: Oh, I’m so glad you were able to get my number. I tried to reach out myself, but I couldn’t find any way to contact you.

Hope filled my chest. So Jenny was right—it was his mother controlling everything.

Me: So when can we meet? When can you give me names of the others?

I stared at my screen intensely, my eyes glued to the messages. But as I raised my head, I noticed something that had caught Lamar’s attention too.

“Isn’t that Professor Emmet?”

I turned to look at the small shop we were passing and spotted Emmet standing inside. But he wasn’t alone.

My anxiety spiked, and I scooted closer to the window, trying to get a clearer view of the person with him. But it wasn’t difficult—she had a very distinct appearance.

“Why is he with Sage?” Jenny complained, slowing down briefly to observe them inside the vintage shop.

I stared at them. No—I glared at them. She was all giggles and blushing, while he seemed to be in an unusually good mood talking to her.