Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Hardin

I could not deny that I felt sad for Jasmine. I tried to not show it, but I was deeply concerned for her.

A large part of me wanted to go straight to Jasmine and fuck her hard till she screams my name, but thankfully, my wolf’s reminder that she was not in the best of state held me back.

Though my flesh demanded that it be pleased, I fought quite well to contain myself. This wasn't the time for such. Jasmine needed me at the moment, more than ever. And as a caring brother, not as an asshole that just gets his dick into his step sister whenever he liked.

I walked stealthily and slowly towards her room. It was night, and I didn't want to bring attention towards myself. Especially when I was walking towards my stepsister’s room at night.

I reached her room. And without announcing my arrival with a knock, I walked in. She was not there, her room was empty, but I could sense her inside the place.

I walked to her closet, and I still could not find Jasmine, which got me a little bit worried.

For a moment I felt my heartbeat escalate, and I had become paranoid monetarily. Where was she? I questioned myself before turning around to meet the patio door open.

Instinctively I raced towards it, and took a quick peek inside. Jasmine's posture was the kind that fanned suspicion. She seemed to be engrossed in something. She had not even noticed my presence, but at that moment it didn't matter.

'What is she staring at?' I asked myself while I tried to get a clear view of whatever it was. From my angle it was quite difficult to see into the darkness as a normal human. I immediately employed my wolf vision, and it wasn't long before I caught sight of what had intrigued Jasmine.

My aunt Lisa was out inside the bush, in the middle of the night, and she was not alone.

I could see the figure she stood with clearly. It was a male, someone who couldn't be above thirty in age. Jasmine had the right to be curious. Lisa always acted a bit off.

I was lost of options. Should I confront the two of them? Or perhaps leave them to finish their business before confronting Lisa. She probably would deny, which meant that I should probably go after her messenger or henchman.

I laid in ambush for the man to make his leave. I had no idea what the transaction between Lisa and the stranger was for. But it had definitely pricked my curiosity.

Their conversation lasted another twenty minutes before Lisa finally left her guest to leave. He had left her with some sort of parcel. It's contents I was still unaware of.

Jasmine was still engrossed in the little conversation with Lisa and her subordinate when I snuck away again. I needed to catch up with the stranger before he was far gone.

Making a quick transition into my wolf form, I leapt after my target and chased after him through his scent. He seemed to have noticed me, and had broken into a run, equally in his wolf state. I was faster, and it wasn't long before I caught up and subdued him.

He had tried fighting back monetarily, but I had easily overpowered him, and managed to pin him down.

"What are you doing here?! And what's your business with my aunt?" Where the first questions I asked. He didn't seem to be very cooperative, so I dug my claws into his flesh to open his mouth.

He screamed out into the silent night. But given the distance we had raced from the start, nobody in the night would hear him. Besides wolves howled almost all the time. Hearing him wouldn't make much different.

"I'm going to repeat myself once. What's your business here? And what do you want with my aunt?"

"Let me go you bastard!" He was being unreceptive once again. Perhaps he had gotten used to my first method of torture. He was a wolf too, so I couldn't blame his regenerative capabilities. My claw wounds had already healed, and that was why he had the audacity to oppose my words.

Slowly I dug my claws into his knee cap, until I was almost touching his bones. Once again he screamed out in pain, and made to escape but I held back. In the process of his escape attempt, my claws had torn away a piece of his cloth. And that was when I recognized a familiar symbol on his left arm.

It was the same symbol that Jasmine's kidnapper had on him. What on earth was going on here?

'Could it be..?' I guessed inwardly, but soon managed to get it off my head. It wasn't possible that Lisa had proposed Jasmine's abduction. And if so, then why?!