Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415: 415-With The Devil For The Night

Helanie:

Norman forced the worry off his face and turned around to respond to his brother.

"I was just mentioning you, nothing specific," he said, quickly changing his tone. It impressed me how smoothly he did that.

"No, you were telling her not to go around talking about me. What is she saying about me?" My body shuddered at the realization that he had taken it the wrong way.

"I am not going around talking about you with anyone," I jumped to explain myself. It doesn’t feel good when someone breaks your trust, and I definitely didn’t want to do that to Maximus.

Even though there was no real trust between us after I found out he had played a game with me, I still refused to be the kind of person who attracts negativity and plays games behind someone’s back.

"I am asking my brother," Maximus raised his finger as if telling me not to interrupt.

"She’s not lying. She wasn’t talking about you to anyone," Norman jumped in, explaining it to him, but Maximus seemed weirdly upset.

Even though it didn’t seem like a big deal—at least not to me—he was acting like he had caught me talking about him to others.

Or maybe it was just his fear of getting exposed as a Lycan.

"So now you’re going to cover for her games?" Maximus said to Norman, giving him a betrayed look before hastily walking past us to leave the mansion.

I didn’t understand what had just happened. Norman turned to me and gave me a look, making me scowl back at him.

"You are the problem," I mouthed at him before he blamed me for upsetting his brother.

Norman left after Maximus while I went outside where the kids were playing. The minute I approached them, they lowered their heads in guilt.

"We are sorry," Demi apologized, while Davon remained silent behind her.

"It’s alright, but you have to stand up for yourself. You know if you let her bully you, she will only get worse." I ran my hand through her hair, and somehow it comforted her so much that she hugged my legs and closed her eyes.

After she calmed down, we sat on the grass to play with her Legos. We were building the Lego set while they talked about their life and what they did at boarding school.

It was so upsetting that these kids had such powerful parents, yet they were mostly at boarding school. They could have been given private lessons and stayed home to join a regular school.

"But don’t feel bad for us," Davon said. "It’s for our own good. We have a hyperactive wolf."

His words made me narrow my eyes at him in even more confusion.