Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
Chapter 610-The Well From My Nightmare

Chapter 610: 610-The Well From My Nightmare

Helanie:

"Ugh!" A hopeless groan escaped my lips as I tried to move. But every inch of my body was so sore that I could barely move a muscle.

I had not been in a war, but why did it feel like I had fought in one for hours without a break? Even raising my neck seemed impossible. I knew I had been sleeping or had passed out. So while I forced my eyelids to open, I focused on the main question.

"Where am I?"

I could barely get a word out of my mouth as my throat started to itch. I coughed and then struggled to lift my hand. I could only raise it until I placed it on my stomach. This is where I was feeling most of the pain.

"Uggghhh!" I groaned again, staring upward, but all I could see was darkness. Not entirely. Light was able to seep in through the smallest cracks of the cover. That’s when I began to remember where I could be and how I ended up here.

"The well." Panic took hold of me when I remembered the last time I was on my feet. I was near the well. I had come here to help Emmet out, but someone pushed me in instead.

"Someone pushed me," I repeated my thoughts to confirm I remembered exactly what had happened.

"But who—and how will I get out?" I let out a whimper when I couldn’t raise my head completely.

’We will have to get up and help ourselves out.’ I was so frightened and sick that, when hearing Cora, I almost panicked before calming myself down at the fact that it wasn’t someone else, but my wolf speaking to me.

’I am so glad you are here with me—wait, how are you here with me? Isn’t it that wolves go silent when a woman is pregnant?’ I asked, worried about what was going on.

’Me being here should be the answer to that question,’ she uttered softly, but in a broken voice.

And that’s when my body started to shake as I realized something was wet between my legs. I had not peed myself.

I knew that much. So what was wet between my legs?

’Helanie, maybe it was not meant to be,’ Cora said gently, and as soon as she did, I started screaming at the top of my lungs.

"No. You’re lying. This cannot happen. I just got the good news. I was going to be a mother—no!" I laid there crying for hours while Cora tried her best to comfort me.

It was like stepping into a pit of fire. I was stuck in a well of sorrows.

After many hours passed, I had to calm down. My throat had gone dry. It was so odd that I didn’t have anyone else to comfort me. I had to calm myself down.

’This water is a healer, isn’t that what Emmet told us? If we can drink it, we will heal, and then we’ll be able to climb the walls,’ Cora insisted that I get up. Only if I got up would I be able to get out. As for Cora, we had just lost our baby, so she wasn’t in her full power yet.

I nodded my head through tears and ran my hand under me. That was when another shock struck me.

"This is a dry well," I spoke out loud, and my voice echoed through.

’Cora, there is no water in this well. What are we going to do now?’ I grew anxious, but that’s when I knew I had to get up no matter what.

I put my hands down and forced my body up, only for my bones to crack and my body to land on my back again.

"Ugh!" I let out a scream of agony and then closed my eyes while tears ran down my cheeks. Why did this happen to me? Who could have followed me to kill me? After so long, my life was finally on track, but someone couldn’t stand to see me happy.

While I stayed on the cold, dry ground, I watched the light through the cracks. I remembered seeing this well before. It wasn’t in real life, but in a dream once.

I remembered that dream so clearly.

That’s when I heard some noise, and my eyes opened again. This time, there was no darkness, but a face I had longed to see. Even though it hadn’t been that long.

Norman had his hands on the cover as he pushed it away. It reminded me of that dream I once had. I thought Norman was the one who had thrown me in the well and locked me in.

"Helanie!" he screamed—panic was clear in his voice.

"Helanie, I’m here," he said again. "Kaye, lower me down."

I watched him wrap a rope around his waist and get lowered down. The closer he got, the clearer his face became and the faster the tears fell from my eyes.

I watched him reach the bottom and stare at me. I could tell the realization had hit him that I had lost our baby.

"Norman." I instantly broke down while he carefully knelt beside me to help me up. My body felt like jelly; my neck would have hung low if he hadn’t held me so gently. He made sure my head rested on his chest and his arm supported my neck.

"We lost our baby," I cried before he could be pulled up.

"Shhh, you’re okay. That’s all we should focus on right now," his voice cracked, and I knew he was suffering too.

But I was slowly starting to lose myself again. I wanted to scream and cry, but he kept me in his arms as his brothers pulled us up—all the way up. I heard his heartbeat and sobbed against his chest.

Finally, once we were out, Kaye stepped back with wide eyes, clearly in shock, while Maximus put his jacket over my body.

"I know. Just don’t say anything right now," Norman looked at Kaye and warned him from showing a big reaction.

I didn’t need anything else to make me cry more. The pain was already enough to remind me of what I had lost.

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