Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: 252-I Won’t Bow Down To Rayden

Helanie:

We were all set to leave now that Lady Estella had told us everything she knew. There wasn’t much information, but at least we figured out there was a survivor who could share some details.

Now, how and where to find him was the main concern. Besides, they weren’t welcoming either after they got the signature from me. That was one cunning way they dealt with the issue for Rayden.

"I am so mad at Jenny," I heard Lamar grunt, "But I need to return this to Jenny," Lamar whispered in my ear, slowing down near the exit. I wanted to sit him down and tell him Jenny was innocent but then decided to not do it here.

"I’ll wait for you here," I said and turned to the warrior to create a distraction so Lamar could find Jenny.

"Can I have some water?" I asked the warrior who was following us.

He nodded and headed toward the kitchen. Giving Lamar a quick nod of confirmation, I followed the warrior and grabbed a glass.

"Hello?" The warrior’s phone rang, prompting him to step away quickly to take the call in peace.

"Ah!" I sighed, exhausted by the messy people around me. Luna Estella and Alpha Dewitt had only confirmed my suspicions. They would never punish their sons, even if they found out they had done something wrong.

I needed to be discreet and ensure the Alphas paid for their crimes.

"Thinking about me?" My heart almost sank into my chest, and the glass nearly slipped from my hands, but I caught it just in time. That nasty voice belonged to Rayden, who had walked into the kitchen and was heading straight toward me.

"Aey, aey!" He blocked my path, spreading his arms and placing his hands on the counter.

I hated being anywhere near him, but now I was stuck.

"You came here for me, just admit it," he insisted with a pout.

I couldn’t bear to look at his face, so I kept avoiding eye contact. Seeing him in front of me, not burning in hell, gave me extreme anxiety.

"Aww, are you shy?" He deliberately mistook my hatred for shyness.

"Get out of my way; I have to leave," I said softly, almost sounding like I was pleading with him.

"No! I don’t want you to leave. You hardly ever talk to me or make love to me like you did that night," he teased with a playful tone and a fake pout.

His words made my head snap up, and I glared at him.

"Oops! Okay, fine, I won’t bring up that night. But I’m curious, does it make your heart flutter--"

The warning was clear. If he told everyone I had run away from my pack, my pack and the council would demand my return. Even if they failed to kill me, I’d lose my chance to ever take revenge. I’d also be banned from entering any pack forever. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}