Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother

Chapter 45

Hardin’s POV

I knew that I had not turned in any assignment for History the minute Mr Mert announced the scores because with everything going on especially after that shitty game two days ago, the last thing on my mind was some lame assignment at school.

But lame might probably be a stupid word to use, considering that being captain of the team meant that I had to ensure that my grades were up, and by up, a lot higher than the way they were and doing assignments was necessary to achieving such a goal.

Which meant that whoever had somehow managed to turn in the assignment –and by whoever, I meant Jasmine, my step sister that I would rather have my fangs removed than claim publicly as part of my family, because with our eyes locked on each other and the way she looked away, unable to hide her emotions and ultimately giving away that she was the culprit– had just saved my ass.

But why? Why was she being nice to me all of a sudden?

Okay, maybe that was a bit far fetched because Jasmine was a generally kind person. I would know seeing as she was soft spoken to everyone in the entire school and probably the entire pack but me, and that was no one’s fault but mine.

So why was she helping me, especially when Lorenzo was my rival for the position of team captain.

I would have thought that she would be pleased by the news that I was going to lose my position as captain of the lacrosse team and no less to the one person in the school who thought he could beat me just because he also had Alpha blood running through his veins.

The biro in my grasp snapped into two and ink poured over my palm, causing the girl who was sitting beside me and Jasmine who had been watching me to gasp in surprise.

Taking excuse from Mr Mert to go and wash off the ink was easy enough, especially with the murderous look of rage in my eyes and as I walked out of the classroom, I noted that those large green eyes that haunted me even in my sleep followed me out of the room and made me even more curious about the same one question.

Why was Jasmine helping me?

Unfortunately, I was forced to probably review the possibility that she had been helping me when school ended for the day and she continued to avoid me even though we both knew that there was no way she was escaping without explaining to me why she had helped me with that assignment.

After spending the rest of the day in between classes, when I would rather be alone but knew that missing any more classes would also affect my chances of being team captain, I spent my last hour with the guidance counselor and headed back to the mansion.

Heading to the field behind the house for practice, Alex and Sandro were already there and they ran towards me, their gait showing that their identical faces not the only thing about them that they shared.

“How are you feeling today, buddy?” Alex asked and I shrugged, unable to put what I was feeling into words.

But it felt like even though the match that I had completely botched thanks to my anger was over, there was still a lot of pressure on me.

In fact, it felt worse and I knew it was because it felt like I was losing. Like I was going to lose everything. And that the first thing that I thought about whenever I woke up and the last thing that came to my mind when I slept.

“Let’s just get this practice thing now. There is another game in a week and I can’t mess up. I can’t afford to.” I said under my breath and by the end of the session an hour later, Alex whistled.

“You’re a beast, bro. That’s the kind of energy that a captain needs.”

“Yeah well, I think being a beast is why he got into this in the first place” Sandro and I growled on instinct before I realized that he was right.

My temper was one of my biggest problems and had made me make many mistakes even though I knew that more often than not, people deserved whatever they received from me.

And a prime example of that was happening right now.

Lorenzo’s car drove into our house and Jasmine got down from it and waved at him before heading inside, her less than supernatural nose unable to smell that we were in the vicinity.

Lorenzo, however didn’t miss me standing with Alex and Sandro, watching them from afar and his smirk widened before he drove away.

“That fucker” Alex grumbled and I inhaled deeply, my claws digging into my palm to restrain myself from running to his car and pulling it back so that I could beat the living daylights out of him.

It seemed that yet again, the hour I had spent with the guidance counselor was a bust. Because this rage looked like it was here to stay.

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“Excellent assignment you submitted, Hardin. Didn’t know you had it in you.” Miss Duncan, my English teacher said in class and even though Jasmine didn’t share the same English teacher and class with me, when I received the paper and looked at the work, it was no doubt her hand.

Why was she helping me keep my grades up?

Was this another plan of hers to somehow get the best of me?

And was Lorenzo a part of it?

Nothing made sense. Not with Mr Mert’s assignment and now this.

Nodding when the woman smiled at me even though I knew that I had played no part in the assignment, I took an excuse to use the restroom and trailed Jasmine via scent to find her in the gym room, waiting with the rest of her classmates for the gym instructor.

The other girls screamed when I barged in and dragged her out.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“What do you want, Hardin?” She rasped as I pulled her towards the closet.

Turning around and holding her against the door, I scoffed.

“The question is, what do you want, Jasmine? Why are you helping me with my assignments? Is this some sort of master plan to get back at me that I don’t know about? The kill them with kindness initiative or what?”

Her eyes widened momentarily and when she tried to release her hand from mine, my grip tightened.

“Do you want me to fuck you? Is that it? Your pussy not getting anything from Lorenzo, is that it, Jasmine? Because trust me to give it to you whenever you want” I whispered close to her ear and her eyes nearly fell from their sockets.

“Someone might hear you” she answered and I was about to speak when someone rounded the hallway and his scent drifted to my nose.

Lorenzo.

Jasmine paled and even though I didn’t care if Lorenzo had heard anything, a part of me was not comfortable with the idea that if he knew, it might give him another edge over me.

“What’s going on here?” He asked and Jasmine shrugged as I released her hand.

“Whatever is going on here is none of your business, asshole.” I quipped and he ignored me, looking at Jasmine. Playing the charming hero. The knight in shining armour as usual.

“Is everything okay?” He asked her, his voice gentle and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at his display.

When she nodded, he finally deigned to look at me.

“If you are content to skip classes, you shouldn’t drag her into this as well.”

Laughing bitterly, I fisted my hand and decided to walk away before I did something that I would regret.

“I’m going to leave you two lovebirds alone.” I threw over my shoulder and walked out of school towards my car.

School could wait for one day.

Besides, my father had texted that he wanted to see me immediately after school and even though I knew that he wouldn’t be pleased to speak with me now, there was no point pretending to wait till the end of school hours to go and see him.

He was already disappointed in me. What was one more disappointment?

Walking into the pack house, I headed straight for his office and knocked once before I entered.

His face when he looked at me and then at the time said everything about how he felt about me skipping school.

“I don’t need to tell you that I said after school, do I?”

“Well, I’m here already, aren’t I? Plus you said it was very important. So, hit me.”

“You’re going to want to sit down for this one.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s about finding your mate, Hardin. We’ve been putting this off for the longest time and the elders are getting worried. It is time to address this.”

No one told me before I sat down in shock.