Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 553

Chapter 553: 553-The Battle Begins Now.

Helanie:

I showered and got ready in black shorts and a black top for the battle. On top of that, I wore a long white shirt until I reached the battle ring. I was so anxious, constantly licking my lips to moisten them. I had braided my hair to make sure I did not get distracted during the battle.

My heart was pounding hard in my chest. I didn’t eat anything—just had a few slices of freshly cut watermelon.

Nothing could go down my throat in this state.

"Are you mad?" my mother stormed in just as I was about to leave my room to sit in the car with my friends and my husband.

"It’s not a good day for an argument. I don’t want to do this," I said, trying to step away from her, but she came in my way and blocked my path.

"Are you really going to fight him?" she asked, her face twisted with strong emotions of worry.

"Why do you care?" Her facial expression confused me.

"Because you are my—daughter," she said, a very confused look on her face like she didn’t even know what she was saying.

"Oh please, you’re just using this moment to mess with me. I don’t want this today. Nothing you do will break my spirit," I hissed at her, and she calmly placed her hand on her heart.

"You think I would hurt you?" I didn’t know why she was acting so strange all of a sudden.

Maybe she was feeling sorry for me. Or maybe she just wanted to make herself look like a great mother so she could cry and act like a victim when I die today. Because I’ve decided to fight until I’m dead and not surrender.

Surrendering would mean marrying Darius.

"Anyway," she sniffled back the tears and then suddenly jumped at me. I wish I had known she was capable of that. She pressed something against my chest for a moment before I pushed her back.

"What did you do?" I asked her, opening my white shirt and then pulling down the black top to check my skin.

There was something red on my chest, right over my heart.

"What was it?" I asked, quickly focusing on her hand. She was holding something in her palm—a pendant, maybe?

"Best of luck! You’ll come back victorious." As if she hadn’t confused me enough, now she wished me luck and suddenly looked so confident.

"What the hell—" I started, but she had quickly walked out of the room.

"Did you see what she did? Did you feel anything?" I asked Cora.

"Don’t be dramatic. She didn’t kill us. Just go."

However, I found it odd that Cora didn’t want to say anything bad about our mother for all the wrong things she’s done to us. I’d noticed it ever since she woke up, but never got the chance to talk to her since I wanted to finish the battle first—and then deal with our differences.

Taking a deep and heavy breath, I walked out of my room. Outside, the brothers were waiting for me.

"Helanie," Maximus stepped forward, "give it your all."