Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: 99-My Stepbro Says We Are Mates

Helanie:

"What are you thinking about? Don’t worry, I’m not going to abduct you away from your friends," he said with an awkward smile.

The word abduction hit too close to home, and my body visibly shuddered before I quickly nodded to mask my discomfort.

"What is this about?" I asked, my voice steadier than I felt. He narrowed his eyes slightly, studying me, almost as if he were judging my reaction.

"Follow me," he said softly. He didn’t move, though, waiting for a response from me.

I hesitated, my thoughts swirling with uncertainty. Should I follow him? A part of me wanted to refuse, but my heart whispered that I should hear him out.

"Oh... okay," I replied, giving in without much resistance this time. He had done so much for me that I felt comfortable following him.

He began walking ahead of me, and I stole a quick glance at the hostel to make sure no one was watching us walk away together.

That’s when I almost tripped from not paying attention to the road. I stumbled straight into Kaye’s back, grabbing onto his coat to stop myself from falling. His strong and mesmerizing cologne hit my nostrils like a truck full of bricks. It was so sudden and out of the blue, but his scent had a sense of calmness to it.

He turned swiftly, his hands reaching out to steady me, but I had already pulled my hands away.

"Did you ask anyone at the hostel about me? Kaye! What if they find it weird that—" I started, my words rushed and anxious. I didn’t want any more complications, so I was trying to be cautious. But somehow, my concern soured his mood.

"Forget the hostel, and screw what they think. If they bother you about this, let me know. I’ll show them what privilege can do," he snapped, his tone harsh as his jaw clenched tightly.

That’s when I realized something was wrong. Why had he come out of nowhere to talk to me? What could be so important that he couldn’t wait for me to be at the academy?

"I’m not angry with you, I would never use a harsh tone with you," he quickly added when my silence lingered too long. A forced smile crossed his face as he tried to soften his tone.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked again, taking a step back.

"It’s... uh... just come with me," he said, avoiding a proper explanation. Without waiting for my response, he began walking toward his car.

I followed him quietly. When we reached the car, he opened the back door for me, and I slipped in without a word. He got into the driver’s seat and started the engine.

"I’m guessing you skipped breakfast," he said after a moment, adjusting the rearview mirror to glance at my expression.

"I wasn’t really hungry," I replied honestly. I hadn’t had much of an appetite since finding out about the pregnancy.