Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
Chapter 612-He Wouldn’t Share Me

Chapter 612: 612-He Wouldn’t Share Me

Helanie:

"I think she should be resting," I heard Kaye murmur from the backseat. Norman had been super grumpy, and I didn’t understand what was wrong with him.

"She looks fine. I think it’s the other one who needs rest," Maximus argued, causing Norman to fix his mirror so he could glare at his brothers.

"Norman, you don’t need to drive like a maniac," I said. I’d had enough of him going crazy on the road. When I called him out, he just grunted at me.

"You want me to drive like a snail?" he hissed back, making me roll my eyes.

"You’re like that kid who doesn’t want to go to school but gets forced anyway," I commented. "If you didn’t want to come, you should have told me." I folded my arms over my chest as I argued.

"Huh? I told you we shouldn’t go. You were going to convince me until I said yes," Norman snapped, back to being his idiotically arrogant self. And while I didn’t mind because it distracted me from the loss of my child, I was still confused why he was acting this way.

Could it be that he was secretly blaming me for the loss of our baby?

"Well, since you agreed, I think you should just drive without crashing the car into incoming traffic," I hissed.

"I’m driving," he groaned. I rolled my eyes again and turned in my seat to look at Kaye and Maximus, who were both surprisingly quiet.

"So, does anyone want to drive?" I asked, and Norman started grunting.

"I can take over," Kaye offered, and I looked at Norman, giving him a subtle look to move to the back if he was having trouble driving.

"I can drive too," Maximus added.

"Good. See that truck? Go drive it," Norman pointed at a random truck on the road as he hissed at his brothers.

"If you want, we can force him into the backseat and tie him up," Kaye gently patted my shoulder, offering what seemed like a good solution.

"Anyone touches me—" Norman started to threaten, but I poked my finger into his arm. He gently turned his head to look at his arm, then at me.

"You’re allowed to touch," he muttered almost under his breath.

I sat back in silence before placing my hand on his arm and leaning over to plant a kiss on his bicep. I noticed how he cleared his throat and forced himself to hide a smile until I hugged his arm.

"Anyone want to take over? We’ll sit in the back," Norman asked meekly, making me smile at how soft he sounded.

"I’m busy buying a truck," Maximus grunted.

"And I’ll ride with Maximus in his truck, you keep driving and harassing that steering wheel," Kaye added, groaning at Norman, who now realized his brothers were not going to give us some time alone. At least not so easily.

Norman muttered something under his breath before he freed his arm from my embrace, only to wrap it around me and pull me closer. He kissed my forehead before letting go but made sure to hold my hand.

"I love you so much," he uttered.

"I love you more," I replied, and from there, the rest of the ride was so fulfilling. We made a few stops to eat and switch places before we finally got there.

I had been there before. Back when Kaye had brought us here for a class trip. The front garden was even more lush this time.

Two kids were playing there.

Demi and Davon saw us and ran straight toward us. The brothers opened their arms, smiling at them, but the kids ran past them to me and hugged my feet.

"Kids are always such grifters," Kaye hissed, shaking his head.

"We’re so glad we got to see you before our mom saw us. She doesn’t want us to ever speak of you or see you," Demi quickly babbled before their mother came out. The brothers looked so awkward when their sister talked about their mother’s dislike for me.

"I’m glad you two are doing fine. How are you, Davon?" I knelt down to check on him. He looked weaker than before.

"Are you okay?" I placed my hand on his forehead to check his fever when Darcy came out of the mansion, briskly making her way toward me like she was on a mission.

"Demi, Davon! Your tutor is here. Go grab your books, don’t make him wait around," her tone was so harsh with the poor little kids.

While walking away, the kids turned to look at me one last time, and I saw the desire to speak with me in their eyes.

"What made the Luna Queen come here?" The way she folded her arms over her chest made me roll my eyes. She knew why I was here.

"Emmet is here," I replied coldly before anyone else could.

"Surrounding yourself with my sons like they are your guards. I must say, you’re living a great life. Anyway, did you come here to mark him?" She made me step back and frown at her.

"Ugh, as if you don’t know he lost his memory because you marked Maximus."

The minute she said that, we all exchanged glances.

"Wait, you never said the others would start suffering right after each other," Norman stepped forward, confronting his mother.

"Even a dumb person would figure it out. After she marks Emmet, Kaye will lose his mind, so she will have to mark him too," Darcy shrugged, looking so nonchalant.

She had already started a chain reaction that could have been prevented if she had told her sons what would happen if they got marked in the first place.

"If that’s not what you’re here for—," she sighed, but before she could turn around, I spoke.

"I am ready to mark him."

It only made sense if I marked them all. I had some responsibilities as their mate too. But Norman’s objection was not something I had expected.

"Wait, you– you cannot mark Emmet,"