AlexisDee

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training.
"Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath.
I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch.
"If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine.
Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk?
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When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away.
That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother.
What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons.
Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes?
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Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates

When I looked up again, she was gone. I had to shake my head and blink repeatedly to even comprehend what had just happened. But my mind was hazy in that moment.

"Mate?" I squinted into the distance, my steps unsteady. Did I just feel a mate bond with someone?

"No!" I frowned. "Or did I? But—I don't have a mate. I cannot have—a mate—" I was mumbling to myself when the alcohol I had consumed clouded my mind, and the next thing I knew, I was falling and sleeping peacefully on the cold ground.

"Brother, are you freaking kidding me?"

The persistent calling of someone while holding my hand indicated only one person. He was always the one who would find me and take care of me.

"Emmet, come on, get up. Let me take you to your room," said Norman, my sweet eldest brother, who seemed to bear the world's burdens on his shoulders. Even now that we were grown up, he still looked after us.

8-The Stepsister I Didn’t Want