Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates

"I am ready for my attack," Lamar yelled, holding his herb tightly in his hand. Penn was making sure that neither he nor Lamar stayed too far from me. I was sure they were worried that if I were alone and the Frogster attacked, I would get hurt. But that was exactly what I wanted to change. I didn’t want to be dependent on anyone. They had their own test to pass; they shouldn’t be babysitting me. "Got it," Penn said, giving him a thumbs up, and I nodded in agreement. I thought facing the Frogster would be terrifying, but it wasn’t that scary at all.

I watched Lamar throw the herb he brought at the Frogster, but it only made the creature go crazy. The Frogster barely moved, and we knew in that moment it had failed.

We jumped around, trying to confuse the Frogster enough that it wouldn’t focus on just one of us. I could hear shouts and screams outside the cage—some cheering for us, others filled with worry.

"Penn! Give me your herb!" I yelled, extending my arm toward him. He handed me the Blighthorn herb. I had read about it—it causes brain freeze.

I took his herb and mine, placing them in my palms and began to crush them.

I could feel the powder forming and mixing in my hands.

Lamar and Penn were doing their best to distract the Frogster while I was busy planning our attack.