Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 677-His Sexy Aggression

Helanie:

We had confronted Altan about a bad decision, but I noticed a few things. When we went into his home, he was sitting silently, almost too silently. As if he were sleeping.

"Did you want to scold him as well?" Emmet joked in a serious tone.

"No, but I’ve been wondering what’s going on with Altan. He didn’t seem okay. Almost like he was absent until midway through, and then he finally responded to you," I uttered, remembering Altan’s face. He had no expression when he saw us arrive.

"Asshole must’ve been thinking he lost a great one when he saw you." Emmet was so nonchalant and carefree at times that he made me roll my eyes playfully at him.

Once we arrived home, it was Vani who had cooked food for us and the rest of the house members.

"Come have a seat with us," Larissa offered, gesturing for us to sit down with them. They were eating so messily, probably because Emmet brought the groceries. Otherwise, they would’ve rather gone out and eaten with others.

"No thank you, we’ll eat in our room," Emmet said, excusing us.

My father hadn’t looked at me directly ever since I arrived. But my brother was all smiles whenever I looked at him. I had a feeling he wanted to show me off to his friends to get stuff from them.

It was crazy that I was younger than him, yet I had grown up so fast while he remained the same nonsensical dude.

"Vani, take their food to them," Larissa hissed at my little sister, who didn’t mind serving us. But I didn’t like how my stepmother was making her leave the table midway through her dinner.

"Kiddo, no need. I can fill a tray for myself and Helanie," Emmet gestured at Vani to stay seated, reaching the table and filling our plates.

"You are such a nice man. I didn’t know men can do chores as well," Vani expressed her gratitude to Emmet. I had noticed many times that she liked him a lot.

"Men must do all the chores. This is nothing," Emmet said. "I can do a lot. I can cook and bake."

He was all smiles, like he was talking to a toddler whenever he spoke with her. It made me wonder why he never spoke the same way with his twin siblings, they were way younger than Vani.

"I didn’t know men could do all that," Vani repeated, this time more sadly.

"That’s because the men you’ve surrounded yourself with are lazy as fuck," Emmet’s comment made my father close his eyes and clench his jaw.

Of course, he didn’t like the comment, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

"Sullivan," Emmet said. Once the tray was filled, he turned his attention to Sullivan. I reached him and grabbed the tray out of his hands.

"Why don’t you do anything? When I was investigating the case, I found out some stuff about you as well," Emmet placed one hand on the back of Sullivan’s seat and the other in his pants pocket, confronting Sullivan with a stern look on his face.

"I—" Sullivan looked up from his plate and stared at his parents.

"Actually, we don’t like strangers intervening in our personal matters. My son has me. His father is alive. I can take care of things," my father snapped at Emmet. I knew he would. The way he had been glaring at Emmet gave me that feeling.

And that’s where he messed up. Emmet wasn’t going to back down with such little threats.

"Mister–whatever your name is—the only reason I didn’t do anything about the complaint is because Helanie is your daughter. Otherwise, the complaints against your son are not a personal matter. Stealing from pack members, deceiving them, playing with the hearts of young women. Do you want me to lose my temper and demand the Alpha take action against him?" Emmet started speaking softly, but by the end, he was muttering under his breath, clearly threatening my father to behave.

"And as for being a father, since when did you realize you are one? When your daughter was bullied? When she was attacked by bastard Alphas? Or was it when you were paid to kill her?" I noticed the fire in Emmet’s eyes, and I began to wonder if he’d be able to calm down at all.

"And if I lose my mind, I’ll punish you in the worst way for accepting money to strangle Helanie." That’s when Emmet suddenly grabbed my father by the neck.

Larissa screamed. She jumped from her seat and ran to the side. Even Sullivan didn’t step in to help his father.

I worried that Vani would be scared, but to my surprise, she had more fire in her eyes against our father than even Emmet did.

My father was no longer arguing. He had gone completely still under Emmet’s grip.

"Emmet," I called out, and he instantly let him go.

He took a deep breath while my father fixed his collar, awkwardly getting up and heading to his room in silence.

"Let’s go," I said, motioning for Emmet to come with me to the room. He nodded, following me after terrifying both my father and Sullivan. I bet Sullivan realized he’d be next if he didn’t mend his ways.

Once in the room, I placed the tray on the bed and turned to ask Emmet if he was okay, but he cupped my face in his hands and crashed his lips onto mine.

A wave of comfort rushed through me as his lips danced around mine in perfect sync.

His tongue smoothly slipped into my mouth, tangling with mine, leaving behind the taste of his love. My body began to heat up, every curve of me yearning for his touch.

He let go of my face and ran his hands down to my ass, groping and massaging my cheeks in his firm, big hands. As he deepened the kiss, my phone suddenly started to ring loud and sharp, like it was an emergency.

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