Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 445

Chapter 445: 445-The Traumatic Life Of Our Stepsister
Norman:

For a good few seconds, I forgot to move a muscle. It was as if she was speaking another language. My mind went numb, and I could tell my brothers were too stunned too. But someone had to wake up so that Helanie could be saved.

She was shaking so miserably, looking so innocently broken.

“Helanie, let’s go home first.” I knelt down at her side, holding my hand out, but she shook her head.

“Don’t touch me,” she warned me, gripping my heart in her fist.

“I will scream and fight this time,” she added, her eyes widening. Three whole days with so much trauma, with no food and no warm clothes. I could only imagine how she must have felt.

“What is she talking about? Could it be that she hallucinated everything due to the cold and stress?” Maximus asked Emmet and Kaye and then knelt down beside me again. His words didn’t sound like a question, more like a request. He was waiting for any of us to tell him it was just a nightmare.

“I remember,” Emmet suddenly shook his head and then pushed me out of his way, making me sit on my ass on the ground while he took over.

“Helanie, did one of them tie outside?” he asked her, sounding like himself again.

I began to share eye contact with my other brothers as if they were also catching on to something important. Emmet knew about everything. But what exactly? Does that mean—Helanie had a secret, and this is what it was?

“Don’t touch me,” Helanie warned him, and his body tensed up. I could tell he was not taking her rejection well. He looked so worried that his body was emitting an aura of tension.

“Okay, everyone, we have to do this,” I said to my brothers, making eye contact with Kaye, who was staring at Helanie.

“Kaye,” I snapped my fingers and found him shaking his head to bring himself back to reality.

“Huh?” He placed his hand on his chest and rubbed it. “What do you want?”

He wasn’t even looking at me. Almost like he was waking up from a slumber and trying to gather what his feelings were.

“Kaye, that thing—” I eyed him, mouthing the words so that Helanie wouldn’t see it. She looked traumatized and ready to fight. I didn’t think she was able to differentiate between past and present right now. She was stuck in whatever trauma she was talking about.

“The intoxication,” I eyed him.

“Hmm, take it.” He looked through his pockets and handed me the needle, not even focusing on anything.

“Kaye, you’re supposed to help me with this. The other two can’t focus on anything; they’re too caught up in why Helanie is reacting this way to them,” I tried to get Kaye’s attention, even standing up and walking closer to him.

“I want names,” Kaye looked at me, shaking his head. “I want names, brother. I will hang their bodies out in the open.” His lips quivered, breaking my heart at his condition. He was clearly affected, but he kept going in and out of self-awareness. And it was concerning.

“I understand. We will do it together. But look at her, she needs comfort and a little sleep, right?” I didn’t even turn to look at Helanie. I was so used to her being a sassy ass that seeing her broken like this was breaking me.

“You do it.” Kaye placed his hand on my shoulder and pushed me very gently. He turned away and started rubbing his face in his hands.

I sighed, feeling the pressure on me. So I had to do it myself now. I strolled closer and then knelt down. Helanie squeezed herself together, glaring at me in fear and ready to fight back.

“I’m sorry.” As soon as I said that and her eyes widened, I stabbed her with the needle in her arm.

She let out a screech and pushed me, her hand so hot that I felt my chest burning.

“Fuck!” I grimaced, placing a hand on my chest where she had touched.

“What have you done—why did you—?” she started to scream, but Maximus and Emmet took over. They held her arms to prevent her from hurting herself. She started to lose consciousness and fell into a deep slumber right before our eyes.

I got up and reached the cave’s exit, staring outside.

“We have to wait. It’s snowing,” I reminded them that it wasn’t a good time to leave yet.

However, I did peer inside my shirt to find her handprint on the side of my chest. She had burned my skin, but how?

I didn’t say it out loud, but it would need attention later. A mere werewolf is not supposed to have such a power.

After the snow stopped, Emmet carried Helanie, and we left for home. We decided to go back home instead of taking her to the academy.

I suggested my bedroom for her, even when Emmet was persistent about taking her to his room. His room was pretty much out in the open, with a passage that got snow very often. If Helanie acted aggressive again and left the room, she would immediately be in a dangerous spot, facing the creatures.

Whereas in my room, she would have to pass the stairs and the living room to run out. Maximus” room was out of the question as well. Charlotte and the others will not like it and we didn’t want any new drama.

“What is going on?” As soon as we reached the mansion and got inside, our dad questioned us. Helanie’s mother covered her mouth with her hands, showing a more concerned expression than she usually did.

“We found her—” I said, watching Emmet take her upstairs.

“But what happened to her? Where had she been?” Dad asked, making me take a deep breath before I told him the truth.

Or at least half of it—the part Helanie told us. I was curious about the details because there was a village full of culprits I had to set fire to.

“Her rapists threatened her into leaving everyone and ending her life.”

I could tell my father’s brain might have gone frozen. He took a step back and then turned to look at Helanie’s mother, who shuddered visibly before falling to the ground.