Helanie:
"And now what?" Lamar asked. "What are we going to do now?" We were eating breakfast in the garden. It was lunchti, but we had woken up late. And then I had to go visit Rayden at the hospital, so I had skipped breakfast.
"Lamar! I want to—make Rayden’s life miserable every day," I said. "And I—" My words were cut off when I saw my mother co out of the mansion with Charlotte by her side. The two seed to be holding baskets, probably to go pick so fruit. They were royals, and they definitely acted like it.
"What happened?" Lamar asked as he turned to follow my gaze.
"Oh, that is the new mate of the rogue king—she kind of looks like you, don’t you think?" He scrunched his face and said, causing my heart to skip a beat.
"And that girl next to her is—" Lamar narrowed his eyes.
"Charlotte, she is her—friend’s daughter," I replied, shoving a whole spoonful of cereal in my mouth.
"Huh," Lamar scratched his chin and kept examining them. However, the two seed to have slowed down after noticing and Lamar. I was hoping they wouldn’t co over.
But they did.
Charlotte was the first one to approach us, while my mother lingered around.
"Hello, good morning," Charlotte wore the sa fake smile she always used before starting drama.
"Morning," Lamar replied, not knowing the girl he was talking to was nothing but trouble.
"Have we t before?" Charlotte asked, using a sweet tone.
"No! Why would we?" Lamar shrugged nonchalantly.
"Are you—wait! Are you her boyfriend?" I could sense the disbelief in her voice. "Sorry to say this, but did she tell you she doesn’t have an activewolf? Did she tell you about it?" It was so bold of her to think she was controlling sothing about .
"Charlotte," my mother strangely arrived when I least expected her. "We should go."
It was the stern way she looked at Charlotte that made her walk away from .
"It’s okay. I didn’t feel offended. Besides, I’m just Helanie’s friend, a family she never had," Lamar smiled at , tapping the back of my hand.
"Oh! She said that?" My mother’s eyes shifted to and then back to Lamar. "You seem like a great kid. Who are you? What is your rank?"
I didn’t like her asking him all these questions. She wasn’t my mom, who should know anything about my friends.
"I am Lamar from—" I hushed him down when I interrupted him.
"He doesn’t concern anyone," I responded a bit rudely. I noticed Lamar giving a dreadful look. Of course, to him, I was acting like this in front of my trainer and the rogue king’s mate.
"Huh! Well, Lamar, I’m Charlotte. Her cousin, but of course, she doesn’t consider us family," her words shocked Lamar. I could tell from the smile that disappeared from his lips. "I an, you just saw how she treats her mother. Anyway, we’ll leave, but here’s so advice—find better friends."
She scoffed and held my mother’s hand, dragging her briskly after her. My mother was still watching us, even after they had walked away, unable to hear a word we were saying.
"Helanie," Lamar turned to after forcing himself back to reality, "what was that? She’s your cousin—wait, the rogue king’s mate is your mother?"
I wish I had told him myself. I just knew Norman didn’t want to tell anyone I was their stepsister since they never accepted as part of their family. Not to ntion, I found it odd too. After feeling the mate bond with both of the brothers and Maximus claiming he was my mate and flirting with all the ti, I couldn’t bring myself to tell Lamar or anyone else what my relationship was with my trainers.
"It is—" I bit my tongue, feeling so guilty.
"Seriously? I tell you everything, and you hid such a huge thing from ? I wasn’t going to judge you or say anything. Helanie—" The disbelief and disappointnt in his tone made want to dig a hole and bury myself alive.
I really wish I had told him first. But what about my mates? Would I be okay with just being known as the stepsister?
"It was complicated. My mother had kicked —" Before I could finish, Lamar stood up.
"Actually, it’s okay. Save it," he said, shaking his head at in disapproval.
"Lamar, please, let talk. I’ll tell you exactly why—" I got up after him, but he pouted and shook his head.
"I have to go. I’ll contact you about the eting the trainers held at the academy," Lamar seed angry or maybe upset with . I couldn’t tell because he didn’t stay for long. Before I knew it, he was already briskly walking to his bike. I chased after him, but it was too late; he had already left on his bike. I stood in my spot, my lips trembling.
I hated Charlotte, but it wasn’t her fault. It was my fault. I had beco so insecure that I couldn’t tell anyone a single thing about myself. Everything felt like a secret.
"Hmm, trouble in paradise?" I jumped at the voice from behind . It was Emt, looking like he needed so good food. He looked tired, and despite being tall and muscular, he appeared weak.
"There’s no paradise. He’s like a brother to ," I said. "Actually, he just found out that—you’re my stepbrother, and I guess it upset him to find out from Charlotte." I kept my head down while talking and responding to Emt.
"Charlotte! Always causing trouble for you, isn’t she?" Emt asked, and I gently nodded my head. "Don’t worry. Everything will be dealt with soon."
He finished, causing to frown in confusion.
Emt didn’t stay behind and left. I wanted to go to my room to relax and contact Lamar, but I had other plans too.
I had to visit Rayden when no one was watching. So, I left the mansion, and since it was dayti, nobody really questioned .
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