Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345: 345-Falling Apart

Helanie:

He looked so happy, as if he hadn’t spent a sleepless night after leaving me at the subway.

He wore a fancy black suit, all smiles and laughter while being greeted by my mother and Lord McQuoid. I couldn’t do it. His sight destroyed my mental health. The young alpha getting hugged by everyone had left me to die.

I turned around and sped up, my ears blocking out every sound except for my heartbeat. As I stormed in, I bumped into the hard chest of Maximus, stepping back before pushing him aside with force to get away and hide in my room.

"What’s wrong with her now?" I heard Norman ask Maximus, but I didn’t stay to listen and rushed inside.

After everything that had happened, now I was someone who trapped Alphas. Seeing Altan reminded me of his accusations when my father reached out to him for me.

He told his father and the council that I was trying to trap him—and the other Alphas too.

And now that Maximus, Kaye, and Norman think the same, nobody will believe me. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

I sat on my bed, rubbing my eyes over and over to stop myself from crying. I even forgot to shut the door. I just knew I had to sit down before I collapsed.

There was some noise outside my door before Norman opened it and walked in with Emmet and Maximus by his side.

Emmet took the lead, pushing past Norman and reaching the bed.

"What happened?" His heavy breaths told me he was already worried something had happened to me. And, of course, it was probably because I had stopped following him and rushed back inside.

I was fighting my tears, my fists tightly clenched around the bedsheet. I lifted my face and made direct eye contact with the three of them, but my lips couldn’t utter a single word anymore.

"What happened to you?" Norman asked, looking less concerned and more annoyed that Emmet was anxiously waiting for my response.

I didn’t say anything.

Maximus rolled his eyes and then muttered, "I didn’t even say anything that bad. I said it because I was hurt too."

The way he explained himself made it seem like he was worried I had taken offense to his words.

"Wait, you said something to her?" Emmet asked. My vision had turned blurry, and even though I was looking at them, I felt completely zoned out.

"It’s between us," Maximus muttered back at Emmet.

"No need to argue. She’s fine," Norman gestured for Emmet to leave with him. "She just needs some time to calm down."

He must have noticed I was holding my breath. I was struggling to hide my tears, waiting for them to leave so I could cry my heart out.

"Lamar will be here soon," Emmet said, standing up. "Let’s leave now."

He spoke directly to Maximus because he knew Maximus wouldn’t leave unless they all did. Norman paced around with his hands in his pockets the entire time. He looked anxious, casually playing with his mustache and twirling it while keeping his head down.

They finally left, and I switched off the lights in my room, quickly sliding under the blanket.

I had too much on my mind. What if Altan recognizes my mother?

I mean, he had never met her before, and my mother never talks about her pack to anyone, but what if they do?

I was drowning in worry.

It broke my heart to see Altan so happy. After years of dragging me along with him and then abandoning me, he was back on his feet—happy and confident.

I couldn’t fall asleep, even though I thought it would help me feel better and pass the time. So I stayed awake for all the hours Lamar took to get here. Our mansion wasn’t right by his pack.

So when he finally arrived, he stormed into my room, turned on the lights, and locked the door instantly.

I sat up, watching him with swollen eyes. The look of horror on his face told me I had called the right person.

The person who couldn’t stand to see me in distress and truly cared about me.