Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393: 393-I Will Be The New Helanie

Charlotte:

Flashback:

"But I am his mate, I am chosen by the Moon Goddess," I kept my frustration inside and continued to speak softly, giving the hint of being gentle and timid.

Darcy sized me up and then scoffed, turning her head to the man on her side before the two started laughing at me.

"You really wish to become a lycan’s mate?" she hissed. The smile on her face was fake, and I could tell why. She didn’t like the fact that I knew Maximus’ truth. That also made me vulnerable to her anger.

If she suddenly realized I could be a threat, she might want to get rid of me. The only thing that would hold her back is that she had no idea who else I had told. So if she gets rid of me, and my mother knew about Maximus, she would come forward and tell everyone.

Well, my mother did know everything. I never hide anything from her.

"I am," I replied.

"Hm, do you know the risks of being his mate?" she folded her arms and started to stare at her nails.

"I believe so, but I am not afraid of him. I am ready to do anything for him," I noticed her raising her eyes from her nails and watching me.

"Okay, since you put it that way," she nodded her head, causing my heart to fill with hope. She got up and walked over to me, fixing my hair and then giving me a good look, even walking around me and examining me.

"Okay then, I will put my faith in you. But you will have to please my son in any way you are asked to," she stopped before me and agreed, causing a huge smile to form on my lips.

I quickly began to nod my head.

I would do anything for him. Literally, anything.

End Of Flashback:

The others had gone to his room, and Maximus arrived late. He looked so tired. I was right at the entrance with the lasagna plate.

"Maximus," I uttered to get his attention since I was afraid he was so lost in his thoughts that he might have walked through me at this point.

He stopped and looked at the lasagna plate. "I am not hungry."

The minute he began to walk past me, I felt my heart stop. I turned and gulped, watching him go.

It was at this moment that I realized I wasn’t special. There was nothing interesting about me for him to pay attention to.

I hated that feeling.