Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28: 28-The Kiss Of Rose

Helanie:

The glare Kaye was giving me was the scariest thing I had ever seen. It took me back to the day he had chased me through his mansion like a madman. And now, seeing me here with his brother in his garage, of course, he wasn’t going to take it lightly.

"I can’t believe this," Kaye muttered under his breath, his voice dripping with anger, though this time it wasn’t directed at me. He was furious with his brother.

"Kaye! It’s not like that. She—" Maximus stammered, glancing at me before turning back to his brother.

"Then what is this? We decided to cut her out of our lives, and you bring her back?" Kaye snapped. "Don’t tell me you needed a sister so badly that you decided to keep her for yourself after we kicked her out?" His voice rose as he shot me a venomous look.

"Oh, come on, Kaye!" Maximus groaned, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"Kick her out right now," Kaye demanded, glaring at Maximus. But before his brother could respond, he continued, turning to me. "You! You manipulative little thing. What kind of sob story did you spin to make my brother feel sorry for you and bring you here?" He jabbed his finger in my direction.

"I didn’t tell him any sob story," I began, trying to defend myself, but Kaye wouldn’t let me finish.

"You’re not allowed to speak to me. Gather whatever you brought and get out!" he shouted, his hostility inching toward me. Maximus quickly stepped between us.

"Kaye—" Maximus groaned, trying to calm him down.

"If I am not allowed to speak, don’t ask me any questions!" I shot back, my voice rising in frustration. His frown deepened, his anger visible on his face.

"What did you just say?" Kaye asked, his tone dark and menacing. He had an unsettling way of intimidating me—he didn’t need grand gestures or loud threats. His stillness, combined with the way his piercing eyes seemed to bore into my soul, made him even more terrifying. His muscles tensed, barely contained beneath his skin.

It was a truly terrifying sight.

"Easy! Come with me, and we can talk about it," Maximus finally got a grip on Kaye and pulled him away from me. He led him outside, but I could still see them clearly. Kaye stood rigid, his large frame dominating the space.

"I am so disappointed in you. Are you playing both sides? Acting like her older brother when we’re not around?" Kaye’s voice rang out, clear as day. He wasn’t even trying to lower it, as if he wanted me to hear their conversation. Despite Maximus wanting them to speak privately.

"It’s not my fault. You’re barking up against the wrong flower," Maximus protested, his tone exasperated. I cleared my throat and muttered quietly, "Tree," amused by the confusion in his words.

Of course, I didn’t say it out loud. The fact that Maximus had mixed up the saying was proof that, despite their strength, they weren’t as infallible as I had expected.

"Then who should I blame?" Kaye asked stubbornly, clearly not one to be reasoned with easily.

"Emmet!" Maximus replied, a look of guilt flashing across his face as he dragged their brother into the mess. I instantly wanted to defend Emmet, but then I remembered—they were brothers. By the end of the day, they’d forgive each other, but not me.

"Emmet? What did he do now?" Kaye rolled his eyes, clearly used to his brother’s antics. I could imagine Emmet being the one who often stayed out of their schemes.

"He’s the one who practically forced us to accept her as a candidate," Maximus admitted. I guess he should have explained that part first, because Kaye immediately latched onto it, pointing an accusing arm in my direction.