Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679: 679-A Twin Must Die

Altan:

"You are a stupid little boy!" my father yelled, slapping me again and again. My mother sat on the ground, bawling next to my brother’s dead body. It was too late. Nobody could save him now. He was attacked and I couldn’t do anything. I felt worthless and my father yelling at me didn’t help either.

"I was trying—trying to come to you," I hiccuped, sadness flooding my chest. It hadn’t been easy to run back to the warriors and lead them to where my brother had been. I cried endlessly after they told me my brother had been brutally killed. Half of his limbs had been eaten. He would have survived had it not been for a loser like me to delay getting help for him.

"Why did they do that? Why? Why my innocent little son?" my mother let out another cry, and my body trembled. Every time she cried, I squeezed my shoulders up and sniffled hard. I had a feeling she would hate me too now.

"Why did you let him walk out of the border?" my father shouted, grabbing my arm and shaking me. "Why didn’t you stop him? And what took you so long to come seek help?"

He was yelling when my mother suddenly snatched me away from him, hugging me tightly.

"Leave him alone!" she screamed at my father.

"He must answer! Why did it take him so long?" he shouted again.

"I was—trying to reach the bushes first— then I realized I couldn’t save him from whatever monster was hiding there—" I whispered through sobs, shaken and mourning my brother’s death.

"Now what? What are we going to do now? How are we going to bring him back to life?" my mother asked, her voice trembling. The question made my father’s face pale.

"Baby, we’re not going to bring him back. It’s not possible. We have to bury him–somewhere close," my father said, his voice cold. His words made my skin crawl.

That’s when Rocky jolted me awake by slamming the door shut. I guess I had blacked out again.

"Altan," he said, walking toward me. "Are you okay? Where have you been?"

"I was here the whole time," I replied, watching him fill a glass of water for me. He looked at me like he didn’t believe me.

"I don’t think you were. I’ve been calling for you," he said, handing me the glass.

"Forget about that. What is it? Why were you looking for me?" I asked, watching him stare at my face for a little too long before shaking himself back to the crisis at hand.

"Remember how you wanted to invite Helanie and Emmet for a stay-over? Guess what—they’ve come. Unannounced." For a moment, I didn’t even understand what he was talking about or why he was upset.

"They showed up and said they’ve decided to stay here for a while. And guess what, they’re acting mad suspicious," Rocky said, as I stood up and walked over to the mirror to fix my hair.

"Altan, she’s not here for you. You know what? Just don’t focus on her. Focus on why they’re really here. After what she did to her rapists, don’t you think she might be planning your downfall for not helping her that night? What if they’re up to something?"

He was panicking over nothing, spinning paranoia out of thin air.

"What makes you say that?" I asked, doubtful. Helanie wasn’t the type to strike from behind, she attacked head-on.

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