Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Hardin

I was mad was a total understatement.

I felt like I was going crazy and at that moment, I wanted to hold Lorenzo by his neck and slit his throat. I wanted to drain out life from him and watch him in pleasure as he groaned in pain.

But I could not do any of that. And the fact that I could not, made me feel suffocated.

Well because he was also an Alpha, and causing him any harm, like attempting to kill him, was definitely going to get me summoned by the wolves council.

Dad will not want to bring any shame to the pack, so definitely he will support the motion that my inheritance be taken away from me.

So many things were running through my head at that moment, and I just wanted to breathe.

“You are really pregnant for this son of a bitch, huh?” I asked again, letting out a low chuckle. I was fighting to not show the rage that I felt within me.

“I… I… it’s not true, I…” Jasmine stuttered, and it only got my blood boiling the more.

Lorenzo, on the other hand, had a sly grin on his face. Initially, it was confusion, but seeing that somehow, whatever he had with Jasmine that led to her getting pregnant irked me, his grin widened.

“You know what? Forget it. I should have known better. You have always been a slut, and you’ve totally only cared about what sleeping with men will get you. You disgust me! I hate that I am being identified as a step brother to you.” I bawled at Jasmine, restraining myself from hitting her.

I paid no attention to any of her cries. It was all fake, like every time.

It was filled with deceit, and I regretted every single time that I looked at her with care. I felt like my ego had been bruised.

I could not tell if it was because I actually had feelings that lingered in my heart for her, or if it was because of her pregnancy that was proof to me that she actually had affairs with the son of a bitch, Lorenzo.

As much as I had said it so many times, it felt like a new piercing to my heart that I was not the only one in possession of Jasmine’s body.

“You are a cheap slut!” I yelled out again. And when Lorenzo tried to stop me from speaking more, I growled at him, advising him that it was better to mind his business, before walking away.

“You don’t have to mind anything that he is saying, Jasmine. I’m here for you.” I heard Lorenzo’s voice, and I gritted my teeth in anger.

Jasmine, once again with her foolishness, had given him the opportunity to be the bigger person.

“Just leave me!” My ears picked Jasmine’s response to what Lorenzo had said, and I scoffed.

She still wanted to get herself involved with me, it explained why she was suddenly pushing him away after getting pregnant for him.

I had a lacrosse game to play in an hour, and it was worse that it was very necessary for me to be there. But Jasmine had done a good job disorienting me.

As I made my way to the car, I picked up my phone and dialed Sandro’s number. I had to ask him to cook up an excuse for me to our coach, as I was definitely going to flop if I tried playing lacrosse.

“Hardin…” Jasmine called me just when I tried getting into my car, and I waited for her to walk down to me.

I wanted to hear the excuse that she was going to cook up, as the reason why she had been lying to me all along.

I had fucking asked her countless times if she had anything going on with Lorenzo. And every time that I did, her answer was no.

“What is it?” I turned to her.

Her eyes were teary as she walked closer to me, and even as I felt this weight on me seeing her cry, I refused to care one bit.

“Will you please listen to me now?” She started. “I had not told you all along, but I think it is necessary that I do now.”

For some reason, my eyes were keen on her. And I was more interested in knowing what she wanted to say, than I will on a very normal day.

“I am pregnant. But it’s not for Lorenzo, it’s for you.”

Hearing her words caused a sudden surge of anger to rise through me. She definitely thought that I was a child that she could lie to at any time, and even lie about the father of the crap in her womb.

“Just shut up! Can you surprise me anymore than you have already?”

“I am not lying, I tried telling you…” she tried to counter, clinging to my hands. And in rage, I pushed her away, watching her on the ground as I drove off.

“Hard…” she tried to speak as I drove, but I did not listen. From my side mirror, I watched her hands on her belly, as she tried hard to fight off more of the tears that had fallen on her cheeks already.

She was disgusting and a filthy liar.