Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 690-My Baby Was Sacrificed

Helanie:

I wished I had been quick and called Norman. But the minute I looked down at my phone, he would have attacked me. The only reason he had retained the conversation for this long was because he knew I wasn’t planning any backup at the moment.

"Aww, what do you plan to do with that, huh? Call my brothers to come fight me for you?" he sneered. "Such a nasty one you are, huh? I knew you were dangerous. A beautiful creature who lures men and makes them follow her orders."

The way he described me was horrible. That wasn’t who I was. His words triggered some past trauma.

"You know that’s not me," I uttered shakily.

"I don’t care," he replied, and came at me again, swinging the knife.

I ducked, the blade slicing the air just above my head. I grabbed a chair and shoved it at him. It hit his chest and knocked him back into the bookshelf. Books fell all around him. freёweɓnovel_com

I ran to the door and tried to open it. Then I remembered, I couldn’t leave. I wouldn’t leave and let him suffer in pain.

I turned around and watched him getting up. Tears blurred my vision for a moment, emotions taking over me as I recalled our first meetings. He was the first one who had fallen for me. The first one who had sparked feelings of love in me after I had been betrayed by love before.

He looked wild. Sweating. Growling. But something in his eyes flickered for just for a second when I said his name in a very soft, loving whisper.

"Kaye."

The harshness on his face faded, his eyes narrowing at me, reminding me of the man who had once loved me deeply.

Someone who had lost me, and shown that he had suffered.

But sadly, the emotion vanished as quickly as it came. He came at me again, his arm raised, the knife aiming straight at me, but I grabbed his hand.

"You tried to kill me at the well?" I asked softly, though pain colored every word.

I had this feeling ever since I heard about his cravings, that sometimes, he had to fight the urge to kill me.

Maybe it was him.

Maybe he had been the one to push me down the well that night.

The thought had lived in the back of my mind all this time. But I never wanted revenge.

The pain was already enough. I lost my baby.

That I cannot lie about.

He freed his hand and pushed me back, laughter escaping his lips.

"You really think it was me? Your husband didn’t tell you?"

There was mockery in his voice when he mentioned Norman, and it froze me for a moment. He came at me again and I dodged.

"What do you mean?" I asked quickly.

He swung his arm back, but I ducked, grabbed his arm, twisted it, and reached for the knife, yanking it out of his hand.

Now I had the knife, and he was weaponless, but the determination in his eyes was still there.

"Your husband didn’t tell you who tried to kill you? Well, since he couldn’t hurt you, I’ll gladly do it," he snickered. "It was Emmet. You were his sacrifice that night."

All the strength I had been using to fight him vanished. Suddenly, I didn’t even feel like defending myself.

"You’re lying," I yelled, my grip tightening around the knife.

"Hmm, then ask your husband what we found in Emmet’s room," Kaye said, his voice low and dark, so deep that combined with the shock of his words, it sent a chill down my spine.

"Ask him if Emmet had written down one thing not to forget and that he must sacrifice you in the well to bring Azura back. You were his big sacrifice. A life for a life."

I began to shake my head as tears blurred my vision, and that’s when Kaye took advantage.

He rushed at me and pushed me, making me fall back onto the table. I groaned in pain as he came to stand beside me and leaned down, clicking his tongue.

"Tsk tsk tsk— how do you think Azura came back?" His deep, velvety voice sent me into action, I jolted up and elbowed him. He fell, and I got on top of him.

"Liar! I’m still alive!" I screamed, digging my face into his neck, trying to mark him.

He struggled, then threw me back before I could do it.

"Just let me mark you!" I shouted, trying hard not to let his words affect me. He was probably saying all of that just to get to me, and he had, briefly. That was how he managed to push me back. But now I was on the right track. I wasn’t losing my mind anymore.

As soon as I lunged at Kaye again, his back met the wall. I managed to cage him against it.

I could tell, from the way he closed his eyes and pursed his lips, that somewhere deep down he was struggling too. He didn’t want to kill me. But his curse did.

"Kaye, let me mark you!" I yelled, reaching for his neck, but he started to push me away.

"You’re alive— but is your baby alive? A life for a life, Helanie"

Those were the last words he said before I forced my face into his neck and bit down hard.

"NOOOO!" he screamed, until his struggles started to weaken. The hands he had been using to push me away were now wrapped around me. He ran them up and down my back as I finished marking him.

My mind felt a little numb. When I finally pulled back, still in his arms, he suddenly cupped my face, his eyes full of tears and relief. Then, he crushed his lips against mine.

That’s when I was pulled back to reality. But it was too late. Because I heard the loud, commanding voice of Norman behind me.

"Helanie?"

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