Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: 109-So Comfortable

Helanie:

After he made that comment, he continued walking alongside me on the trail until he stopped and placed his hands on his waist to check on me. We were headed to the same mountain I had visited a week ago, so it brought back such bad memories that kept my spirits low.

"What?" I asked, becoming self-conscious and fixing my hair. I didn’t think I had done anything, so why did he stop like that?

"How about we rest here?" he suggested, walking over to a tree and sitting down in its shelter.

"You’re doing this because you know I don’t have a wolf and might get tired. I don’t want you to babysit me, sir," I recalled our relationship at the academy and spoke accordingly.

"Really? No! Actually, I was tired," he shrugged, pulling out a protein bar to munch on.

I just watched his face for a moment before joining him. He offered me a bar, and I took it.

Although I had a feeling some students might have seen us sitting here. We were left behind because he was stalling a lot, and now I understand why. He wanted us to take breaks without anyone walking over us.

And it’s not like I was any keen on going to the same mountain.

"I noticed you never ask about your mother," he said, bringing her up, and my muscles tensed.

When I first left my house, I hoped to find my mother. Somewhere along the line, I genuinely thought she would break into tears and hug me forever. I expected her to immediately understand everything I had been through. I wanted to be in her embrace and feel safe.

But then she just kicked me out. _{freēwēbnovel.com}

On top of everything I had been through, my mother showing disdain at the sight of me really broke me. But that’s when my journey began—when I decided to be my own savior, rather than waiting for someone to save me.

"There’s nothing to ask about. She lives in a mansion full of luxuries, has stepsons, and her best friend with her," I said. Even though I wanted to sound indifferent, somewhere along the way, my voice broke into a little whisper.

"And you think that’s all it takes for someone to be truly happy?" he inquired. I let out a laugh—not at his question, but at the fact that I could never be that someone.

"Trust me, for some people, it matters," I mumbled, staring into the distance.