Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: 562-My Wife And Her Stupid Love Interest

Norman:

"Bravo! Way to break a woman’s heart," my wolf grunted, scolding me again after being silent for just a minute.

"How is it my fault? I asked her if she was disappointed—I would’ve told her the truth too if she said otherwise. But she told me it was her wolf. So why would I say something else? Wouldn’t I seem desperate? Besides, it’s the truth. You were the one who texted her," I hissed, feeling rage building inside me.

"And you were angry that she sent you that text? Answer me, seriously. Because what you did tonight pushed her so far away that I’m afraid she wouldn’t even want to see your face again."

I don’t know why my wolf was scaring me. I’ve argued with Helanie before. We usually get back to normal soon.

"Rome, I was—" I shut up.

"You truly are a coward. You think falling for someone will make you look less like a loving brother?" he yelled. I closed my eyes, gripping the steering wheel tightly but not driving.

"Fine! Yes, I felt something when I saw that text. But you know why I was angry? Because she doesn’t feel the same. She’s only teasing me, trying to prank me. And it makes me look like a pervert for having my eyes on—my brother’s mate," I finally let it all out. It had been happening for some time.

Back when she bit me and I tattooed her mark on my shoulder, when she pushed me and I tattooed her hand on my chest—it was all happening, and I had no clue why.

I wasn’t supposed to feel this way for anyone.

"Then why did you break her heart? So what if you confessed and she told you it was a prank. Isn’t she worth losing to?" The way Rome said it made my heart skip four beats at once.

"Tell me, how much is she worth?" he asked again, and tears started filling my eyes for the first time.

"You know what she means to me. It’s not every day that Norman learns to crochet just to fix someone’s sweater. But she scares me."

It felt strange to be honest with anyone about my feelings.

"That woman scares you? How?" Rome asked.

"I’m not supposed to fall in love, Rome. I can’t. It’s not physically possible for me to get aroused by anyone. I’m just a robot—a vessel who carries the heartbeats of his brothers with mine. There’s no chance—no heartbeat for anyone else. Then how? How is it possible that my heart beats louder for her than it would out of concern for my brothers? How am I supposed to lay my head in her lap and sleep so peacefully?"

I started punching the dashboard as I lost my mind.

It was such a mystery, and I was getting desperate.

The more I watched her with my brothers, the more I felt like losing my mind.

"Then maybe—maybe she is our mate?" Rome’s gentle whisper shook me awake from the tantrum I was throwing.

"I hope not," I wished.

"Norman, it’s only feasible. Think about it, she is mated to the others—"

I had to shut him down. If Helanie was the one, that would mean—the prophecy is real.