Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 559-Beautiful Wife’s Innocent Request

Norman:

I had just come back to my room after discussing a plan to celebrate Helanie’s birthday and make it special.

"Missing her?" My wolf was saying that just to annoy me. He knew there was no truth to what he was saying. He just wanted to get a reaction out of me.

"No, I’m very much at peace that she isn’t around and complaining. You know I like my room to be mine only," I reminded him, standing in front of the mirror to take off my shirt.

"Really? Didn’t you just ask her for a gift?" he teased, and I mimicked him under my breath, taking off my shirt and throwing it on the couch.

"She would have killed you if she saw you do that. How many times has she reminded you to hang your damn shirt?" As soon as Rome said that, I grabbed the shirt to hang it properly.

Not because I was scared of Helanie, but because I didn’t want this topic to be the reason I argued with Rome.

"I asked her what she wanted as a gift because she did a great job and defeated an alpha who had been getting ready for this battle since he was a kid. Not only that, she has raised our academy’s name to new heights." I was honestly impressed with Helanie and how she fought.

And then her message popped up. I knew she would say she didn’t want anything.

That’s how she was—not interested in anything at all.

"And you used to call her a gold digger," Rome didn’t need to remind me of what I used to think.

I didn’t know her back then, only her mother. And her mom really gave off big gold digger vibes.

I ignored Rome and focused on the text. I had just put on my shorts when I opened her message and my body tensed up.

"Oooooh baby! Ohhh yummy. Seems like she couldn’t resist and finally asked for our great Norman mountain."

I wanted to strangle Rome with my own hands. My cheeks started to itch as I threw the phone away.

"That is so inappropriate. Why would she— I’m so disappointed in her," I groaned, starting to pace from one corner of the room to the other.

"Scold her then and make her stop once and for all," Rome gave me a slightly different suggestion. I thought he would tell me to just go along with it, blah blah blah.

"What do you mean by ’once and for all’?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.

"It seems like she’s getting too comfortable. Imagine if she was here—she would’ve just grabbed you and slipped her hand into your shorts. You have to stop her before she gets this comfortable. That bold woman," Rome made me swallow hard.

Why did he have to explain it in so much detail?

The thought of it all was a horror. My eyes filled with tears—that’s how intense just imagining it was.

"Yeah, I would love to scold her but then again—it’s her night. I don’t want to ruin it for her by getting angry. And to think—she might not have realized it was inappropriate. She’s just very innocent," I held my phone again, wondering if she was waiting for my message or if she forgot about it after casually asking.

"Oh really? Or just admit you don’t want to stop her. You want her to grab you and take control,"

I knew it. Rome was just trying to trap me.

"Huh!" I scoffed. "What do I say to her now?"

Now that was the biggest problem. What could I say?

"Say no!" Rome replied.

"Rome, something that won’t upset her," I didn’t want her to feel like she asked for something wrong.

I mean—I didn’t know.

It was the kind of situation that felt worse than picking a weapon for war.

"Okay, let me take over. I’ll type something good," he insisted, but I wasn’t sure if I could trust him.

"Please, trust me. You never do," he sounded a little down, so I let him. It had been years since we talked like that. And him waking up after marking Helanie just meant a lot to me. I needed him to talk to me, and now he finally was.

So he began to type quickly.

Me: Can’t send any right now.

I nodded as he hit the send button, but then he quickly typed something else that left my jaw wide open—and before I could take control back, he had already sent it.

Me: Because my cock is so hard for you, I feel embarrassed.

"What the fuck!" I yelled loudly, hitting all the buttons to delete the message—and instead of deleting it from both chats, I only deleted it from mine.

"Fuck!" It was like one mistake after another.

"Just so you know, I’m not jerking off—I’m just laughing so hard," Rome made me sit and watch the screen.

There was nothing I could do anymore but wait for her to come online, read the text, and then...I’d just kill myself.

"Norman! Dude, listen—imagine she shows it to our brothers," Rome was laughing his ass off with zero concern for my reputation or feelings.

"Why—w-why would she do that?" I started typing in panic, making yet another mistake.

Me: Please don’t tell my brothers.

As soon as I sent it, I realized what Rome made me do. novelbuddy.cσ๓

I looked like a desperate, sneaky pervert.

So when I grabbed my phone to delete that one, I managed to do it successfully.

But then her reply came—and my heart dropped.

Alpha Queen Wife: I read it.

Fuck!

I grabbed my hair in my fist and then read her next message, tears running down my face this time.

Alpha Queen Wife: I’m going to share it with everyone. You’re so thirsty.

"Okay, I’m gonna go meet her right now and delete that text from her phone."

That would be yet another mistake I made that night.

How I wish I had been thinking with a clear mind.

Because going to see her turned out really dangerously upsetting.