Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates

Helanie:

I had been looking for them, but the weather had gotten so bad that I had to keep covering my eyes to avoid getting dust in them. I was starting to wonder if I’d be wandering around all night until I heard a commotion to my right. I instantly started sprinting without wasting a second. It was howling mixed with hissing, reminding me of the Zharns roaming around freely. They seemed like sneaky creatures. They would definitely take advantage of the brothers’ messy state.

I took a deep breath before stepping into the scene of destruction. And just like I had guessed, the air was thick with worry—and for the first time, the brothers didn’t seem to have things under control.

Norman was standing, facing Emmet, while Maximus was behind him, bleeding and howling.

"What is going on with you, Emmet? Is there something you want to tell me?" Norman asked in a soft, defeated tone. At that point, I realized the two of them were having trouble. But how did the argument between them even start?

Was Emmet upset that Norman was not attacking the lycan, not realizing it wasn’t just a lycan—but his own brother?

And then Emmet answered my silent questions himself.

"Why did you kill her that night?" My body shivered at the way Emmet’s eyes glistened.

"Emmet, what are you saying?" Norman asked.