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 like this one," I said, touching a pink gown and smiling at Emmet. He looked so fresh wearing all black. The girls around wouldn't stop eyeing him all the time. They looked at him as if he was some kind of meal.

Of course, it was exhausting since he was my mate, and I knew I wouldn't ever be with him, and one of these girls would hold hands with him in the future.

"I think it will look great on you," Emmet signaled to the helper nearby, and in the next few minutes, I had made up my mind to buy this dress.

However, I didn't have enough credit for it. It was really expensive, and my budget was low.

"From me," Emmet gently touched my bag to lower it after he noticed I had been struggling to tell him that I didn't want such an expensive gown.

"But I don't want you to pay for anything. Every time you do it for me, I feel a brick of burden added to my back," I wasn't exaggerating one bit. It was indeed true.

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