Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: 12-I Am A Mannerless She-Wolf

Helanie:

Mom dragged me downstairs, away from the brothers and their father. Once we reached the living room, I sat down on the couch while my mother paced back and forth in front of me. I noticed how restless she was.

Did she live like this everyday?

Constantly anxious, always on edge, fearing she might have to bear the brunt of the brothers’ anger? Before we could begin to reason, the tall and muscular Norman arrived. His presence was always commanding. Whenever he entered a room, everyone else stopped. My mother froze instantly as he passed us.

I caught a glimpse of the anger in his eyes when our gazes briefly met.

"Oh Goddess, Norman is here," my mother muttered, her voice trembling as if she was on the verge of tears because of him.

"Do you have any idea what’s going to happen now?" she finally asked, her voice filled with dread.

"I know. They’re having a meeting," I replied, trying not to sound arrogant or dismissive. At first, I had been terrified, even running away from Kaye, but now that I was sitting here, I wondered why. It’s not like he would have devoured me alive... or would he?

"Why on earth did you even go into their rooms?" my mother raised her voice, glancing towards the staircase before biting her lip to stop herself from saying more.

"Ask Aunt Emma. She’s the one who sent me to Kaye’s room, saying I should help you with the brothers because you were worried," I explained, determined to tell the truth and not let the situation get twisted when Emma arrived.

"Why did you lie to me? Why did you say Kaye was sick and that my help was needed?" I confronted Emma directly, causing her gaze to drift to my mother, who was now looking at her, expecting answers.

"Did you ask her to take that food tray to his room?" my mother demanded. The shock in her voice made Emma immediately shake her head in denial.

Of course, she wouldn’t admit it. I wasn’t stupid; I knew she had set me up for disaster.

"Even if she did—why didn’t you knock?" my mother swiftly pointed out that, no matter what, I was the one facing the consequences today.

"I didn’t. She opened the door and pushed me in. I thought I’d just quickly leave the tray since I was already inside," I replied, watching my mother roll her eyes in irritation, exuding a harsh and unkind energy.

"She definitely lies like your ex," Emma suddenly brought up my father, and it didn’t sit well with my mother. Her eyes narrowed at me.

"I’ve known Emma for a very long time. There’s no way she would lie or try to play tricks. If you’re going to live here, you need to understand that there are certain rules you must follow. You are not allowed near your stepbrothers’ rooms. You are not allowed—" My mother stopped abruptly when I smiled sarcastically. "Am I telling you a joke?"

I nodded to myself, deciding it was the perfect moment to speak my mind.