Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 841

Chapter 841: 841-Make A Pick, Norman.

Jessica:

It had been a heavy day, and a very long one too. News after news came in, and the devastating ones hit me hard. One of them was that Kesha and Charlotte had both been sacrificed. I held the phone close to my ear, shaking, as I sat in Benita’s café.

“Both of them?” I asked Lady Darcy.

“Yes, both of them are sacrificed, and I am afraid you are next in line,” she said, making my heart sink.

I had left the house earlier when I noticed they had cut the signals, which made me anxious. The house was filled with people who loved Helanie, and somehow they looked at me oddly, almost like they were keeping secrets.

At that point, I began to feel like they didn’t fully trust me. They had already figured out the mate bond was forged, so of course they had doubts about me.

“Why? I’m not a bad person, and they don’t kill innocent people,” I stated, gulping hard.

“Yeah, they don’t. They just find a mistake so they can justify their actions,” Lady Darcy replied, nearly driving me out of my mind.

I had been so scared of this day. I didn’t want to die. I was doing everything right. I had killed my ego. The Jessica I used to be was gone. I had chosen empathy and compassion for others. I thought the brothers would be more understanding, that instead of killing so many mates, they would just kill Helanie. That was my hope.

We were accepted as mates, Lady Darcy had told me, only so we could take care of the brothers after their curses were broken. But I hadn’t known we would be used as a means to kill the curse.

“Well, Helanie is way more clever than you. You’re a dumbass. You’re sitting there waiting for your turn,” Lady Darcy grunted. “And of course they will never kill Helanie now. She gave birth to their children. If Kaye and Maximus recognized her even in their devastated states, then Norman and Emmet will definitely choose her too.”

Everything Lady Darcy said made sense, and I was beginning to understand why it was so important not to make a mistake.

“So what am I going to do now?” I asked softly.

“I don’t know. It’s up to you. I’m not going to fill your ears with poison. You have to learn to save yourself, Jessica. Because you better believe they’re already cooking up something against you,” she warned me, making my heartbeat nearly drop.

“Can you save me?” I asked.

After a brief pause, she finally responded.

“Fine. If you bring me Norman’s son, Norman’s daughter, I’ll be able to do something for you. I’ve sent you a text with some things you can say and do to make him get rid of Helanie instead of you. If that’s what you want,” she asked, and I instantly started nodding.

I realized everything was just for Helanie. What about us, the others? I understood she had been a victim of abuse and rape, but that was in the past. That didn’t mean she should get whatever she wanted. And even if the others were willing to sacrifice themselves for her, why should I?

So I listened to Lady Darcy. Then I went home to confront Helanie, and as expected, she would never sacrifice herself. She was scared of dying. So I did what I had to do. I waited for her to leave the room, then stormed in, pushing the maid aside.

Did she really think an Omega could stop me? I had been a royal beta in the past. I grabbed the baby in the blue blanket and started to run.

Of course, the maid told Norman. I had wanted to carry out this plan further from the mansion, in the presence of Lady Darcy’s warriors and trusted people, and with her there too. But I had no choice. They had already spotted me and stopped me.

“Jessica, stop!” Norman yelled, and my steps faltered. I slowly turned to look at him.

I had been so worried and sick for him, but instead he cared for Helanie. I remembered when he told me he was only going to accept me to help himself with the curse. I was so hurt.

He had the nerve to give me an option, and I said yes because I thought I could win him over. I had already sacrificed too much. It was time for Helanie to sacrifice. She had already lived the best two years of her life.

So when I turned and looked at Norman, all I saw were my broken dreams and desires.

“What are you doing?” Norman asked in a broken tone.

“I’m taking what’s mine,” I said. I didn’t just mean the baby. I meant him.

“This is my baby,” Helanie said, stepping forward, but she stopped instantly when my glare hardened. Thankfully, she saw it and backed away.

Even Norman gestured for her to stay behind. If only he had done that before. If only he had told her never to come between us, this wouldn’t have happened.

I didn’t understand why he was so obsessed with her. The brothers were stubborn. They could have loved someone else, but no, they wanted her.

“I’m done. I’m done watching everyone sacrifice everything, even their lives, for her,” I told Norman, looking toward Helanie. I wasn’t even going to talk to her. She wasn’t on my level.

If only I hadn’t let my guard down. If only I hadn’t let the guilt consume me. My brother’s crimes weren’t mine.

But finally, I was beginning to understand and take a stand for myself. Enough was enough. I wasn’t her abuser. I would not be punished.

“Jessica, let my daughter go. Give her back to me, okay? You don’t want to be a bad person,” Norman said, making me laugh at his words.

“Does it even matter if I’m good or bad? You’re going to find a fault in me anyway, just so you can sacrifice me,” I replied, watching the two of them look guilty. At least Norman looked guilty, and that upset me even more.

So that was his plan? Of course. He would never sacrifice Helanie.

“So tell me, are you ever going to sacrifice Helanie if I tell you she’s a bad person?” I asked, noticing his face tighten.

“Well, you have to sacrifice Helanie,” I said, watching him clench his jaw, probably already thinking of me as the bad one.