Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates

Chapter 719: 719-The Kiss And Kesha Unns

Helanie:

I had to go outside and meet everyone, as they had finished their dinner. They were still sticking around for drinks, the royals sharing a toast to celebrate finding their fated mates.

I didn’t expect any leniency from my mates, since I was the one who had pushed them toward accepting theirs. But Norman and Maximus told me they wouldn’t accept their mates tonight. They wanted to take it slow, at least for now.

However, the full moon was coming in a few days, so they would have to do it eventually. They just didn’t want to announce it tonight. Even though I could tell Kesha was pressuring Kaye, he also told his brothers he wouldn’t do it right away. I had seen him check his phone, her name popping up on the screen quite often.

My mates had already gone to speak with the royals and spend time with them. I walked out of the guest room, fixing my hair, when I spotted Kaye. He had his hands in his pants pockets, his body leaned back casually.

"So, I’m not going to get any kisses?" he asked, making me clench my fists.

"Kaye, you should first work on your communication skills. You can’t just keep staring at me and doing things that make me question your feelings, your honesty, your loyalty, and then expect me to come give you a kiss and treat you the way I treat Maximus and Norman. They’re very honest with me," I said.

Kaye started to lick his teeth and laugh.

"Yeah, so honest that the two people who were supposed to tell you the truth about your child’s passing were the ones who kept it. But sure, I’m the bad guy," he said, his eyes moving a little too fast.

I noticed some changes in him, but I was keeping it to myself for now. I would definitely bring it up to Maximus and Norman later.

"What is it, Kaye? What are you angry at me for?" I asked, watching him raise his hand to scratch his neck, or more specifically, the tattoo he had gotten sometime last year.

I began to focus on the details of the tattoo, and something about it gave me the heebie-jeebies. It wasn’t just a simple design. It was a mermaid tail with a sword, or maybe a dagger, piercing straight through it.

"What?" he asked with a smirk.

I stepped back and shook my head.

"You like it?" he asked. I looked up.

"The tattoo," he said, pointing and tapping his fingers against it. It was as if he knew it had unsettled me. But it made no sense. He hadn’t even known I was a mermaid before. Yet the design, a mermaid tail stabbed through the middle, was making my head hurt.

"Anyway, I don’t hate you. You know that," he said as he finally stood straight and came to stand in front of me, or rather, tower over me.

"I’m just saying that the things you said about my mother and your mother, they’ve definitely built a wedge between us. And not because of me, but because you’re ready to take your mother’s side. But you get upset when I take mine."

He finished, and I began to hug myself uncomfortably.

"My mother never tried to kill you, okay? But your mother has done way more to me," I said, staring him dead in the eyes, my head tilted back to meet his gaze.

"Fair enough," he said. "That I can be angry at her for. But I’ll never be mad at her for not liking your mother. I’m sorry, but I still don’t believe my mother did all that while yours is completely innocent."

As he finished, I clenched my jaw.

"You know what, Kaye? I don’t fucking care what you think. I know my mother didn’t lie to me. I know your mother is messed up." As soon as I said that, I saw him clench his jaw.

"You can hit me if you want." His face immediately softened when I said that after I watched him clench his jaw.

"Now you’re taking it too far. You know I’d never hit you. Don’t say such things," he said, starting to grow more agitated.

I began shaking my head.

"No, I don’t care. You know this is my weak point. I get extremely agitated whenever you talk about your mother. She’s not a saint. She almost got me in trouble with the curses when she didn’t tell me the full truth. She hides things, even from you, Kaye."

I pointed at his chest. He looked down at my finger, then quickly grabbed it and pulled me closer, wrapping one arm around my back and the other behind my head.

He lowered his face and brushed his lips over mine, sending a strange wave of comfort through my body.

"You know, if you asked me to, I would even leave my mother for you."

The way he said it, and then the way he pressed his lips tightly to mine, made my body shudder in his arms. It felt like he was trying to escape something. His words came out in the heat of the moment, completely contradicting his earlier behavior.

"What is going on here?"

And then came the voice, the high-pitched, confident, and full of determination. Kesha Unns.

She rushed between us, placing one hand on my shoulder and the other on Kaye’s, pushing us apart.

"Kesha?" Kaye grunted, slapping away the hand that had touched me. She looked like she had seen a ghost, the way she stared at his face.

"I just fucking caught you cheating on me with your brother’s wife. How do you explain that?" she screamed. It was the first time I had seen Kesha in her full fury. Kaye narrowed his eyes at her as she continued.

"This bitch. Does she even know we’re fated mates? Why the fuck did she kiss you?" she shouted, grabbing his collar.

I hadn’t realized she was so aggressive. But Kaye grabbed her wrists and pried them apart with enough force that she winced in pain.

"First of all, don’t you fucking disrespect her again. Second, I was the one who kissed her. And yes! It felt amazing. And before you spew any more hate, you’re my fated mate from tonight, but I’ve felt the mate bond with her long before you. So don’t fucking call her just my brother’s wife." noveldrama

The way Kaye suddenly flipped and started revealing what we had planned to keep quiet shocked me. Goosebumps spread across my skin.