Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother

Jasmine

“Where exactly do I start from?” That was the exact question that played out in my head ever since the guard walked into the room with what would have been a good news, if Lisa’s well-being was not necessary for my mother’s survival, but now a bad news and my lips could not part to even release any words.

“What?” Russo was the first to blurt out, “Lisa is dead? How?”

“She definitely killed herself!” He added, as it was obvious that none of us knew the answer to his first question.

“She was such a vile woman, I hate that I even trusted her in the first place,” Hardin finally spoke, and as my eyes wandered between the both of them, I was left wondering if any of them was actually talking about the real issue at hand.

Lisa had killed herself, and we still had not gotten hold of the antidote for mum, or at least had an idea of whatever could help erase the poison in mom’s system.

“How about mom?” I managed to speak out, asking no one in particular. My eyes were wet, and I had to take deep breaths to not let the anxiety that had filled me get the best of me.

“Lisa!” Hardin hissed, before hitting his fist against the wall, “I wished she had died in my hands.”

He wanted to say more but I guessed that he noticed the glare that Dad had passed at him. Lisa was dead and we were worried about the cure for Mom, but it was not best that we wake her up, and tell her the unpleasant news of how she might not survive her sickness because of one woman’s jealousy and her quest to be Luna.

As the thoughts ran inside of me, I fidgeted. I did not want to believe it, I did not want to imagine it anymore.

“Come with me,” Russo said, and it was only when Hardin walked after him, that I recalled that I had heard Russo make mention of going to the dungeon with Hardin to confirm Lisa’s death and check if she was with anything on her that could be helpful to the many unanswered questions that we had.

And when Hardin had stepped out with Russo, leaving me and the maid that had been made to watch over mum, all the thoughts kept on replaying in my head.

Was I even going to survive it if anything happened to mum?

Fear creeped into my heart, and I jolted out of the bed, running into the bathroom.

There, I cried all I could, occasionally muttering out prayers to the moon goddess that mom survived all that she was going through.

Russo was going to take care of me regardless, if anything happened to mom. But it was not going to change the fact that it will make me an orphan.

Growing up without my father was a crazy ride on its own, and now, losing mom was almost the same as stabbing a knife to my chest.

I cried everything I could, and went back to the room, when the maid had called out to me to check on my well-being.

Dark circles had formed around my eyes as I stayed on the bed, with mom’s hand in mine. And if Russo had not mentioned it, asking that I go back to my room to sleep when he came in, then I would not have known how pale I looked at that moment.

Hardin did not come back with Russo which got me a little bothered. But after asking a guard, trying to find out about the whereabouts of Hardin, I learnt that he had gone to see a specialist. One that they said had a vast knowledge of herbs and antidotes.

Staring at the ceiling, with the hopes that somehow, sleep will come, take away my fears, and wake me up to a new day where mom was healthy and happy with me. But none of it seemed like it was going to happen soon.

Still staring in the empty darkness, as most of the lights were off, I heard a sound coming from the bushes. And immediately, I stood up from the bed and rushed to the patio.

I squinted my eyes trying to know what exactly it was, but I saw nothing. Blame it on the human part of me when I was supposed to have a wolf.

There again, I cursed. I felt useless and I had to wonder where exactly I had gotten it wrong.

From my wolf abilities that were lacking to everything that was happening in my life at that moment. All of it was messed up.

“Crazy…” I chuckled. The pain I felt, noticeable in my voice.

While standing there, I remembered that I had intended to check Lisa’s room again. And I quickly went for it, moving quietly as I made my way to Lisa’s room.

Just like I did earlier, I turned things, trying to see if I could find anything of relevance and I had not noticed when Hardin snuck up on me.

“What are you doing there?” His voice came, and I jerked.

“Nothing really…” I shook my head.

“I just feel like there’s something here that we have still not discovered.”

“Hmm…” That was Hardin’s only response, and then he walked to a table and turned some books open.

I saw it as a clue that he was fine with my reasons, and continued turning things. But after we had stayed for about three minutes more, and saw nothing important, Hardin spoke.

“We should leave now, it’s late. I doubt there’s anything here, and there’s school tomorrow.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“But…”

Moving closer to me, “I know what you are really worried about Camila, but everything will be fine. I had talked with a specialist and he told me that he will do some thorough research. The only problem that we might have now is time. But I am certain that if we continue to give Camila the herbs that I had come across, then we can buy enough time till there’s positive results.”

I felt relief from what he said, and really appreciative that he was putting himself through that stress just so I don’t feel sad and get to experience what he had to.

Nodding, “thank you,” I muttered, then placed my hand into his that was already open to me, and walked with him as he led me back to my room.

“You should sleep. I really don’t want you to go walking around the mansion this late.”

As he was about to leave, I had no idea where the thought popped up from, but I had suddenly lost my mind, when I held him back and hugged him.

“Thank you very much!”

My grip on him was still tight, but he did not budge, and added what was not part of what I intended.

The only mistake being that I did not pull away when he raised my face to his, and brought his lips to mine.

I wanted to argue but instead, I shut my eyes and allowed him to continue nibbling on my lips. Giving him the go ahead signals when I parted my lips, so he could comfortably suck the lower part of my lips.

With how immersed we were in the kiss, I began to take steps backwards, towards my bed. And when I had gotten to a comfortable edge, he made me lay down and placed himself above me.

What started as a kiss was already going wild when Hardin ripped my clothes off and his hands messed with my nipples. I was getting wet, and like always, his touch was getting the best of me.

“Hardin…” I let my words trail off, as I was still not sure if I really wanted him to stop.

His lips left mine, and came down to my breast. With the way he sucked on it, I lost every restriction that I had placed on myself, and reached out for his dick.

Just when I was about to let my hands slide into his shorts, he pulled away from me.

“I don’t think we should do this. Sleep now,” He said, and left the room, leaving me to cringe in my foolishness.

I should not have started the hug, I should not have allowed the kiss to continue, I should not have shown him that I wanted him. Many things that I should have stopped myself from doing.

Now, I was disgusted at myself that I even desired him that much when I was to be caring about my mom’s recovery.

And still curled up in the fetal position, burning in my regrets, I had no idea when I drifted off to sleep, only noticing that it was a new day to continue living like I loved my existence when my alarms kept on ringing the next day.

“Did anything happen? You have been so absent minded,” Lorenzo mentioned as soon as he joined me where I sat alone at the school garden, and I was glad that he cared.

Forcing a smile to my lips, “I am fine. Everything is okay,” I replied.

“You know you can tell me anything right? I always want to help. And my instincts are strongly settled that you are not fine. What is it, Jasmine?”

I turned my face away from Lorenzo as I did not want him to see the tears that had rolled on to my cheeks.

“You are crying?” He questioned with a frown on his face, then pulled me to him and patted my back.

“I feel sad that you call me your friend when you don’t see me fit to share your problems with,” he sighed, his actions causing me to be overwhelmed by guilt.

I wiped away the tears that had dropped on my cheeks, then raised my face back to him, “I am sorry.”

“It’s fine! I understand if you…”

“It’s my mom,” I interrupted him instead. He sure deserved to know what was wrong, and hiding my mom’s illness was not going to help in any way.

What I needed was an antidote, and maybe I might just be lucky to get it from where I did not expect.

I did not fully believe the possibilities that my mind was making me to see, but this one time, I wanted to trust the moon goddess, that everything will be fine somehow.

“What is wrong with your mom?”

“She is umm… I don’t really know how to explain, but she is suffering from the effect of a poison, henbane.”

“Henbane…” Lorenzo furrowed his brows.

“Yes,” I nodded, “you have heard of it?”

“It’s so poisonous, and there are laws against the use of it. How did it get to her?”

I had no answer to his question. I still did not know how exactly to tell Lorenzo that my supposed caring aunt was the one that poisoned my mom.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to say more,” he smiled at me. “And has she taken any antidote?”

I shook my head. I did not want to go emotional in front of him.

“I know where I can get one though.” Lorenzo shrugged.

My eyes widened at his words, and excitedly I asked, “where?”

“Relax! I’m not sure yet but I will try.”

Without waiting for him to say more, I held his hands.

“Thank you so much!” I acknowledged.

I could not explain why I felt weird when he smiled at me. But Lorenzo was up to something, I was sure of that.

“Why are you helping me?” I narrowed my eyes as I stared at him.

Chuckling, “I am glad you are smart.” He announced.

“I think you know how important the antidote is, and how hard it is to get. I know how much work I’ll be putting in also, so I would like something in return.”

“And what is it?” My heart raced worriedly as I waited for his reply. But even as he had given enough signals, his next words were not what I expected.

“Sex, Jasmine. I want to have sex with you!”