Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 562-My Wife And Her Stupid Love Interest

Norman:

"Bravo! Way to break a woman’s heart," my wolf grunted, scolding me again after being silent for just a minute.

"How is it my fault? I asked her if she was disappointed—I would’ve told her the truth too if she said otherwise. But she told me it was her wolf. So why would I say something else? Wouldn’t I seem desperate? Besides, it’s the truth. You were the one who texted her," I hissed, feeling rage building inside me.

"And you were angry that she sent you that text? Answer me, seriously. Because what you did tonight pushed her so far away that I’m afraid she wouldn’t even want to see your face again."

I don’t know why my wolf was scaring me. I’ve argued with Helanie before. We usually get back to normal soon.

"Rome, I was—" I shut up.

"You truly are a coward. You think falling for someone will make you look less like a loving brother?" he yelled. I closed my eyes, gripping the steering wheel tightly but not driving.

"Fine! Yes, I felt something when I saw that text. But you know why I was angry? Because she doesn’t feel the same. She’s only teasing me, trying to prank me. And it makes me look like a pervert for having my eyes on—my brother’s mate," I finally let it all out. It had been happening for some time.

Back when she bit me and I tattooed her mark on my shoulder, when she pushed me and I tattooed her hand on my chest—it was all happening, and I had no clue why.

I wasn’t supposed to feel this way for anyone.

"Then why did you break her heart? So what if you confessed and she told you it was a prank. Isn’t she worth losing to?" The way Rome said it made my heart skip four beats at once.

"Tell me, how much is she worth?" he asked again, and tears started filling my eyes for the first time.

"You know what she means to me. It’s not every day that Norman learns to crochet just to fix someone’s sweater. But she scares me."

It felt strange to be honest with anyone about my feelings.

"That woman scares you? How?" Rome asked.

"I’m not supposed to fall in love, Rome. I can’t. It’s not physically possible for me to get aroused by anyone. I’m just a robot—a vessel who carries the heartbeats of his brothers with mine. There’s no chance—no heartbeat for anyone else. Then how? How is it possible that my heart beats louder for her than it would out of concern for my brothers? How am I supposed to lay my head in her lap and sleep so peacefully?"

I started punching the dashboard as I lost my mind.

It was such a mystery, and I was getting desperate.

The more I watched her with my brothers, the more I felt like losing my mind.

"Then maybe—maybe she is our mate?" Rome’s gentle whisper shook me awake from the tantrum I was throwing.

"I hope not," I wished.

"Norman, it’s only feasible. Think about it, she is mated to the others—"

I had to shut him down. If Helanie was the one, that would mean—the prophecy is real.

"I’ll go speak with her. I don’t feel right ending the night with tears in her eyes. I should’ve just let her have a victory and laugh at me," I felt so low.

I have lived my life where nothing was mine. No happiness, no struggles. I did everything for my brothers. So when, for the first time, I found someone for myself, I just didn’t know how to hold onto it.

That’s when a message popped up on my screen:

Jessica: Can you please come? I feel like this night won’t pass.

I had her in my mind—sympathy was what I felt for her. But then there was Helanie, and I couldn’t go home or to Jessica knowing I had hurt Helanie so much.

I put my phone down and got out of the car, making my way toward the hostel.

"What are you going to say to her?" Rome asked.

"Apologize and—tell her—she is right. I was fucking horny for her. She can slap me in return, hate me, or call me a pervert. I don’t care. I’d rather be embarrassed than upset her."

I reached the door and entered, making my way through the hallway when I saw her.

She wasn’t alone.

Like she said, she had Penn with her.

It was a sight that crumbled my heart like paper. I watched the two collapse on the ground, probably caught up in the moment, their lips meeting.

I quickly turned around, not able to watch the crazy makeout.

"Norman, we should—" Rome started to talk again, but I grunted at him and ran out of the hostel like a headless chicken.

"I really thought— you know, when I said she would slap me, I didn’t mean it. In my head, I had a feeling—maybe, just maybe—she would blush and show some signs that she was interested. But all of that is gone. She was right. She has so many suitors. Why would she choose a faulty man with fucking four heartbeats?"

I let out a laugh at myself. My wolf really got me fooled.

Thank goodness I didn’t do anything stupid. She was happily enjoying her life. If I had met up with her and said that stuff, I would’ve ruined her mood.

I sat in the car, my chest tightening and my mind going numb. The sight of her on top of Penn made me shudder.

"Ugh! I’m going to lose my mind."

I grabbed my hair in my fists, staring at the dark road.

"How could she do that? She was just here with me. How could she—betray—my brothers?"

I corrected myself, punching the window on my side so hard that my skin broke.

"You know what—the right thing would be to go check on Jessica. She’s the only one who accepts me for who the fuck I am."

I started the engine to go console Jessica and be there for her.