Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678: 678-He Is The Pied Piper?

Helanie:

I just knew it was my husband calling me. It was like an intuition. In the last few days, whenever Emmet and I got closer, especially after that night, somehow Norman would find out. He’d start blowing up my phone like clockwork.

Emmet pulled away, but he looked much calmer now.

"Hey, babe," I answered the call, walking steadily toward the window and staring out at the backyard. There wasn’t much to see, just a small yard we never really used.

"I hope everything went well today," Norman said, sounding exhausted.

"Yeah, it did. Diaz is suffering, and that made my day," I replied with a deep breath. "How are you? You sound exhausted."

"That’s because I am. Sleeping with you helps, you know."

I knew exactly what he meant. I nodded to myself, biting my bottom lip awkwardly. And here I was, thinking about how to tell him that Emmet and I had escalated our intimacy the other night.

"How’s the academy?" I asked, watching as Emmet walked toward the bathroom. I took a deep breath and tried to relax my muscles. For some reason, whenever I talked to Norman while Emmet was in the room, or even nearby, I felt this weird guilt. Even when I shouldn’t.

"It’s good. Actually, I’m calling to ask you something," he said, and I immediately knew where this conversation was headed.

"Sure, speak your mind," I said, half-teasing, but with a knot of fear forming in my chest.

"If it were someone other than your mate, I would’ve felt it. But because it’s Emmet– I can’t sense the—you know." He paused, unable to finish the sentence. I could tell it wasn’t easy for him to say the words.

And that alone made me feel some kind of way.

There was no way I could lie to him, not now. He had asked directly, and avoiding the question would only hurt him more. So I had to tell the truth.

If he were in front of me right now, I was sure he’d be staring straight into my eyes, silently urging me to confess. I was breathing steadily, not wanting to lose my breaths. I needed strength to confess to him. Even when I have told him already that it would be my and Emmet’s decisions, I was somewhat still ashamed of going against his desires.

"Norman, do you really want to know?" I asked, shaking my head slightly, uncertain how this would end.

"Yeah, Helanie. I want to know. And something tells me there’s something I should know, otherwise you wouldn’t be asking me if I’m sure of my question." Suddenly, he didn’t sound tired anymore. He sounded upset. Maybe even hurt.

"I just want to understand what’s going on between you brothers. Since when did you start thinking differently about Emmet? You’ve never had an issue sharing me with Maximus and Kaye," I asked seriously. I needed to understand.

Because if this was about jealousy, or things being too crowded, it didn’t make sense.

Why kick out just one of them?

"Helanie, did you two or not?" he asked more sternly this time, clearly determined to get an answer and not talk about anything else.

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