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

"Why are you staring at me like that? Come on, take off your shirt and sit with your back facing me," he insisted, and the way he said those words made my stomach twist into a knot.

"No!" I frowned, "No! That would be weird," I hissed.

"Then let me get a doctor for you, but since it's late and in two hours, it will be midnight, I don't think anyone would come here. How about I ask your mother for you? Do you want me to—" he was so clever, he knew I would never ask for my mother's help. I'd rather let the wounds get infected and die than ask her for help.

"You know I'll never ask for her help, right?" I placed my hands on my waist, annoyed by his insensitivity.

284-The Scars On My Back