Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 238

Chapter 238: 238-Her Mate Is Interested In Helanie

Lamar:

"I am so worried for Helanie. Do you think she will be happy in that mansion?" I asked my wolf, who had been silently trying to understand something.

"Is it normal for the brothers to bring someone to their mansion?" he asked, and I shrugged.

"Helanie is a special student now. She is being praised by the council, so the brothers are definitely taking strict measures to ensure she is safe. Besides, they know she doesn’t have a place to stay, and then she got bullied in their academy to the point that she got traumatized, so they are compensating for it by giving her shelter," I explained to him, all the while standing outside the motel where I had booked a room for a month.

It was a rather shabby one, but that was what I could afford.

"I stopped listening to you before you started talking," my wolf responded to me yapping for about two minutes.

I reached the counter and got my keys, noticing how they were eyeing me. The couple ran this place.

I walked all the way to the top floor and unlocked my room. The entire motel was pretty dark; the woods creaked under me as I walked, too.

The single bed was helplessly placed in the middle, with a balcony across it, offering a view to the outside. At least I got a balcony. There were two wooden chairs on the other side of the wall. The room was not too small, but it was the way the woods creaked that made me uncomfortable.

Now I was all alone, staring at the picture of my sister in my wallet.

I have had such a rough childhood. Every day was a battle as I did chores nonstop to earn treats for my sister. She deserved so much in her life, and it was all snatched from her by those monsters.

Suddenly, my phone rang, and I was brought back from my happy place.

Seeing Jenny’s name pop up on the screen reminded me that I had something of hers that she will probably ask for again. I never planned to play her.

She seemed like a nice one. I have had good conversations with her. Also, her radiant energy kind of brought warmth to my heart at times when I didn’t expect to see light.

So hurting her was really hard.

I answered her call, thinking I’d have to come up with an excuse as to why I can’t give her the hair right now.

But the instant she spoke on the phone, I realized she hadn’t called for the hair.

"Can you please come pick me up?"

Her voice was heavy and shaky; little sobs were pretty evident in her voice, too.

She must have been crying, but why?

"Are you alright?" I sat straight in worry, hearing her little sobs reminded me of the night she confided in me about her mate nonstop causing her pain and then denying he’d ever cheat on her.