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

I returned to my room with so many theories running through my head. I noticed that Helanie didn't look happy about her mother marrying our father. That was probably because her mother didn't want her around either, so celebrating her good news wasn't likely on her list.

I didn't care about her mother. She could marry or not marry my father—it didn't matter to me.

But my brothers were upset; that much was obvious. Kaye and Maximus missed their childhood, hence there was something missing in their maturity. They blamed Ursula too hard for ruining my parent's relationship, but my parents weren't innocent either.

"Emmet!" A knock on the door—two quick taps followed by two louder ones—already told me who it was.

"Come in, Norman," I called, glancing at the clock. He walked in but suddenly froze when he noticed what I was doing.

293-The Pregnancy Test