Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 666

Chapter 666: 666-Between My Ex And My Next

Helanie:

I had previously let so many things slide because of Salem. She was a great person and a good friend. But now that she was gone, I had no reason to be lenient with her father and sister.

"I mean, if the Alpha himself thinks he shouldn’t be the Alpha, I don’t see a reason why there should be a problem," I replied with a shrug. But deep down, even I was beginning to wonder if the proper process had been followed.

I just remembered hearing they switched, but now that I was thinking about it, I am the Alpha Queen of the North, shouldn’t they have spoken to me first?

"Helanie, don’t you really see the problem with it?" he asked, and although I did see the issue, I didn’t show it to him.

"The others are even ready to fight and battle against the alphas to be an alpha, but this alpha stepped down so easily?" Altan wasn’t wrong. It was indeed sketchy. But I am sure Salem didn’t know anything either because she had been living out of her pack for the last few months she was alive.

"What is happening with Sydney? Last time, when her truth came out at the funeral, I saw her father get hit with the realization that she is a problem," I remembered the whole scene and how the funeral was interrupted by Rune attacking us with the Zharns.

"Oh, you know nothing then." The way Altan scoffed made my skin break out in goosebumps. So, more messy stuff was happening around then?

"What do you mean? I don’t know what?" I asked.

"Alpha Coombs has forgiven his daughter, it seems. I mean, he can’t cry for the one he lost forever. And I’m hearing that she might become the new alpha of her pack." The minute he said that, I almost choked on my own saliva. To think a father could forget his daughter’s murder so quickly was just killing me. But then again, who was I to talk about how parents should love their children when my own parents never loved me?

"She can’t be an alpha. She freaking killed her sister, sort of. Why is she being given a crown for her cruelty?" I hissed, watching Altan take a deep breath.

"That’s what I’m talking about. Doesn’t it all look a bit staged? Alpha Coombs took the crown just to pass it on to his favorite daughter. Salem getting killed just delayed their plans for a few weeks." Altan didn’t seem to like his fated mate. That was a shocker. But then again, who would even like Sydney? She wasn’t very charming. In fact, she did messed-up stuff to almost everyone. Sometimes I wondered if the Moon Goddess was letting these bad people live so that they can remind us everyday why it is important that we work together and become stronger versions of ourselves.

"I will speak with your father-in-law." The moment I said that, I saw his face harden.

"He’s not my father-in-law," he reminded me, showing me his bare finger.

"Alas! It would have been such a perfect couple, all the toxic people under one roof," I smirked, laughing at him even though he looked completely serious.

"I know you’re still mad at me, and I don’t blame you for it. But I want to fix it. Even just so we can work together and make our community safer. There are much worse dangers out there, and if we keep holding onto grudges, we won’t be able to focus on the real threats," he said gently.

I couldn’t help but groan under my breath. He wasn’t wrong. Ever since I found out the whole truth about that night, I kind of understood he was just a coward. That was his only real fault. But because of his games, his father thought I was the problem and tried to get rid of me.

All that for a fling.

And I faced the worst of it.

"Then you don’t need to keep bringing it up over and over again. It’s my choice to keep a distance from you. Don’t expect me to be all nice and friendly. We can still work on things together, but that’s all," I said firmly.

"Anyone want a drink?" Emmet burst in with two glasses and a bottle. Of course, he excluded Altan. Or so I thought.

He placed the glasses in front of Altan and me and filled them, while drinking from the bottle himself.

I gave him a look, and he lowered the bottle awkwardly.

"It was already half full, and then I poured yours and his, so there’s not much left anyway," he explained in a very cute and soft tone that didn’t just make me go "aww," but even made Altan narrow his eyes.

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