Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277: 277-I Made My Stepbro Angry

Helanie:

I nervously paced on the front porch, rubbing my hands together. Rayden had passed out, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t wake up and point a finger at me again.

I guess I didn’t think this through. My hatred for him had gone so far that, in that moment when I saw Jenny with him, I couldn’t think of anything but getting his ass beaten up by the lycan.

"We’ve called the brothers. The others didn’t pick up, but Trainer Norman did," Lamar said as he stepped outside to update us on Rayden’s condition.

My heart was racing in my chest, leaving my mind blank.

"Norman is going to eat me alive," I muttered, noticing how Lamar always narrowed his eyes when I spoke so casually about the brothers.

"This is why I didn’t like this plan. Or at least I should’ve been the one to betray Rayden on the road," Lamar whispered in my ear, making sure no one else could hear.

"No! It had to be me. He would’ve never gone with you," I replied firmly.

"He trusted me, and because he thought I was weak, he let his guard down. That’s when I could stab him in the back with my plan," I explained, though worry and anxiety were now eating me alive.

"Trainer Norman will bring help," Lamar added. We were all on edge. Some of us had suffered serious injuries, while others had minor bruises.

My back ached, and I could feel blood dripping down it. I must have scratched it or had something stuck in it when I fell fighting the lycan. But I didn’t want to see a doctor. I wanted to feel this pain, so next time, I wouldn’t make any mistakes.

"Helanie, you should go inside. It’s getting cold out here," Lamar urged again, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. It was around 4 a.m., and none of us had rested. Jenny had helped treat everyone else’s injuries, but Rayden remained the main concern. He was bleeding heavily, and the fact that it had taken us so long to reach the cabin only made things worse.

"I’m fine," I said, waving him off. Still, Lamar stubbornly took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders, knowing I wasn’t going inside. I didn’t want anyone to look at me and start asking questions. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to lie convincingly.

And then, as if things couldn’t get any worse, I saw Norman appear with his men behind him. He was walking briskly toward the cabin, his tall and broad figure looking as intimidating as ever.

He wore a wrinkled gray shirt and looked exhausted and tired, yet he still exuded authority.

He raised his head and narrowed his eyes as he looked at me. Then, he sped up, racing onto the front porch and grabbing my arms.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" he asked, his voice full of anxiety. For a second, I couldn’t even respond.

"Helanie, are you—is she hurt?" he shifted his gaze from me to Lamar, asking him this time.

"She’s fine," Lamar replied just as someone else came outside. I didn’t even turn around to see who it was because Norman was holding me so tightly.

"Professor Norman, Rayden—his wounds are—he’s bleeding a lot," Salem announced, causing Norman to gradually release me and compose himself. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}