Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates

Helanie:

We both walked over to the wall to sit and watch him. It’s not like we had anything else to do.

"So?" Maximus asked, making me shrug.

"So what?" I replied. We sat together against the wall, watching Emmet eat from the tray, taking big bites from the chicken like a lion. Watching the emptiness in his eyes wasn’t easy for me.

I missed him.

"Aren’t we going to talk about what happened in the dream prison?"

My body shuddered a little, but showing any reaction would mean I’d thought about it. So I kept still on the outside.

But deep down, I was shaking at the thought of being shared by all four of them.

"There’s nothing to talk about. It’s called a dream prison for a reason. Nothing is real there," I shrugged casually, trying to act strong otherwise, he’d notice how tense I was.

"It’s someone’s dream. And let me tell you something, my dream was to be married to you, so whatever happened next was your—"

He shut up when I cleared my throat loudly.