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

"But be careful. Things are getting out of hand these days. Especially for—you know—the werewolf community. People are claiming to have seen a new kind of threat in the area. I'm doing my research on it, but in the meantime, make sure you're on alert," Norman patted Emmet's shoulder, and my eyes shifted to Emmet's jacket. I had never seen him wear a jacket before, so this one stood out to me.

It was a beautiful black jacket with his initials, E-M, near the pockets. It must have been a gift to him.

"Okay—" Emmet was in the middle of responding when he spotted me, and I saw the mood change. "Hey, you arrived late. I hope you had fun with your friends," he started talking almost instantly, as if he was telling his brother we weren't alone.

"Yeah, we were just checking out some places," I lied, giving them both a closed-lip smile. I did notice Norman glare at me up and down like I had done something wrong.

308-The House Of The Lycan