Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687: 687-Her Last Love

Emmet:

’Take a deep breath, Emmet, and try to comfort Helanie. Or else she will feel guilty for not being able to help you,’ my wolf uttered amidst the storm within me.

I cleared my throat and turned to her, watching her squeeze into the other side of the seat and look out the window.

I had a bad feeling she was tearing up. I wished I had thought about my words before speaking them.

"Hey," I stretched my arm out and gently nudged her elbow to get her attention. She only shook her head, letting me know she wasn’t going to listen.

’She is so adorable. We will miss her the most,’ my wolf made me smile through the tears.

Everything about her had always been special. I guess I was thinking too far ahead.

Marrying her would have been just an easy way out.

Of course, the forces are way stronger than my will to change my future—our future.

"I was honestly just blabbering out of my mind. There’s no issue. We’re cool. Probably in the future, I’ll have a talk with my brothers and understand what is bothering them about me," I mumbled, and she slowly turned to me.

And just like I had suspected, her eyelashes were still wet from the tears she had shed.

"You said you needed saving tonight," she uttered, rubbing the back of her hand over her eyes.

It broke me, the realization that now we can never be together. Some wishes just never come true.

"My wolf was just anxious. I mistook his anxiety and thought we were running out of time. You know, the whole memory thing," I lied with a straight face. Telling her the truth would mean nothing now.

The time had passed.

The minutes she waited for my brothers to respond to her, the time spent during the arguments, and the way she looked so guilty while speaking to them—

That’s when I changed my mind. If not in this life, maybe in the next. I will get to have my Helanie.

For now, I will make sure she stays with her mates, that their love grows and doesn’t get complicated because of me.

"You’re losing your memory again?" she asked, looking so concerned.

"Not really, for a minute I thought I was," I said, trying to get out of the conversation with any excuse.

I just wanted to stare at her face deeply. At the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder why?

What was it that made my brothers so upset with me?

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