Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates
Chapter 815-Unrecognisable
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However, instead of walking, he decided to sit me down in the passenger seat of the car. "Um, okay, what are you doing?" I asked. I did not know they were nning something so borate that we would need a car ride for it. He rushed over to the driver’s side and sat down, rubbing his hands excitedly.
"They did not ask me to collect you. While they are preparing whatever they are doing, I decided to spend some time with you. Please tell me you have little time for me," he said, pouting, and I started to smile. I did not realize he desperately wanted to spend time with me. I mean, it was nice. I should have known. Considering he came all the way from home to the Athendel.
"Of course, I have all the time for you, Kaye. You don’t have to ask. I just wanted to know what was going on. Anyway, how are you?" I asked softly, smiling at him.
He looked sofortable just staring at me. In fact, he was staring a little too hard.
I could tell the weather was going to get bad. I just hoped and prayed it wouldn’t get so bad that by the time Norman was done, all his preparations would be wasted. That would be awful.
"I wasn’t fine. I’ve been missing you so much," Kaye mumbled softly.
I gave him a weak smile and nodded in understanding. "I’ve missed you too," I said, watching him smile.
"So, how is everyone back home? I hope Emmet and Maximus are doing well too. How’s the academy? Is everything going okay there?" I kept asking about random things because I was too shy under his constant stare.
"They’re fine, and they’re taking care of everything. Now can we talk about us?" Kaye insisted.
Iughed shyly. "Sure, what do you want to know about me?" I mumbled, blinking rapidly.
"Did you miss me?" he asked the same thing I’d already answered. But I guessed he just wanted to start flirting, so I nodded and ced a hand over my chest.
"Of course I did," I replied.
"Did you think about me? Did you imagine Kayeing back, looking at you and saying, ’Wow, Hnie, you’re so beautiful’?" he asked.
I frowned. What kind of flirting was that? He wasn’t usually this bad at it, so what was going on? Was he just anxious?
"Yeah, I knew you’de and call me Hnie. What else would you call me?" Iughed, and he pped his forehead.
"It’s okay. You don’t have to try. I like you the way you are," I murmured, trying to give him some peace of mind and a little relief from feeling like he had topete with the others.
Kaye had his own natural way of flirting. But today, he just seemed off. Maybe it was the long flight.
"This is what I like about you. You make me feel sofortable," he said. But his tone was off, as if he were forcing the words out.
I wanted to tell him to rest, but I worried he’d take it the wrong way. He could sit in silence and I’d still feel so much for him. But Kaye was sensitive, so I didn’t want to risk saying something he might misunderstand.
I started noticing something on the dashboard.
"What are these?" I asked, and he grabbed them.
"These are macarons," he said. "I did not have anyone to prepare something nice with me, and neither did I have help, but I thought maybe we could eat some dessert together." There was a sadness in his voice as he talked about others helping Norman.
"Kaye, are you upset about the arrangement of us spending time?" I asked, confused.
I was actually craving something sweet, so I was really grateful Kaye brought something for me. We sat together, and we both picked macarons. He chose a sugar-free one. I did not know he was on a diet. I mean, he did not need one, but then again, men try to keep their abs, so they do all sorts of things.
There are some women as well who have beautiful abs, but I could not afford that, not in this condition. So I just stuffed my face with macarons one after another. I was so full. I even choked, even though these were tiny macarons. I still had plenty of room in my stomach to devour whatever Norman was preparing for me.
"Okay, let’s take a little drive, and then I will drop you back at your room because I don’t want Norman to get upset," Kaye said as he started the car.
I nodded, watching him hit the road.
The weather was lovely, and when someone like Kaye was with me, it felt even better. I settled into my seat, feeling a little morefortable. I looked out of the car window, and soon I felt sleepy. I adjusted my posture and, sitting up straight, turned toward Kaye.
"I think you should drop me off now, it’s been a long time. Norman must be waiting for me," I said softly, because suddenly my energy had dropped.
But Kaye didn’t reply. He just kept driving. I nced back and realized that the mansion was still far away.
"You did talk to Norman, right, that you’re taking me for a drive?" I asked, realizing a bitte, but Kaye had joked with me when he said that Norman had asked him to take me out. So if it was a joke, did Norman even know that Kaye was here?
"I am talking to you. Have you —met Norman on your way here? Does he even know I came with you?" I asked again, and I noticed his veins bing quite visible in his hands.
"Why aren’t you saying anything?" Iined, cing my hand on his. At that moment, it felt as if I had touched death itself.
He was so cold that I instantly pulled my hand back and gasped. When I looked up at him, he was steadily looming toward me. His eyes werepletely empty.
"Kaye, what’s wrong with you? Are you okay?" By now, I was starting to panic. His silence was frightening me. He had turned his attention back to the road,pletely focused on driving. I quickly reached for my phone. However, before I could contact anyone, Kaye snatched it from my hand and threw it out the window.
My heart seemed to stop, and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "What’s wrong with you?" I asked again, turning toward the door, hoping I could open it or make some move to grab his attention and force him to stop the car. My body felt like it was draining of life.
I wasn’t feeling right, my condition was worsening.
"Stop the car, please," I began to plead in a broken voice. Tears were streaming down, but I was in such a bad state that I was slipping into a daze.
"Didn’t you hear me? I’m feeling dizzy." My body seemed to shut down. I leaned back against the seat and weakly lifted my hand, trying with great effort to touch Kaye. But my strength gave out, and my hand fell back down.
"I know what you’re feeling. I gave you those macarons for a reason. You should have realized mine waspletely different, but no, you—you foolish, foolish girl," he finally replied. His words sent shivers through my body. I could never have imagined that Kaye could do this to me.
"You gave me those sedatives, but why?" I asked, my voice shaking, my eyes barely open. I was slowly slipping into slumber, but I was afraid of what might happen once I fell asleep. Normally, falling asleep or passing out in front of any of my mates wouldn’t have bothered me. But the way Kaye was acting, I was scared.
"Don’t you know why? Did you forget you’re part of a bigger n, the only thing standing in the way of everyone’s happiness?" he said. I barely recognized his tone, and after that, I couldn’t bring myself to ask anything else. I just drifted off beside him as he drove me somewhere, somewhere where he would decide my fate.
I’m not sure how many hours had passed, but when I started to wake up and the sedatives finally wore off, I realized I was in apletely unfamiliar ce, and I was tied to a bed. I forced my eyelids open, but they were so heavy they kept sliding shut. Somehow, I managed to stay awake, and it hit me that I was in a very confined space. The room wasn’t spacious, it felt more like it was made of wood, with none of the modern furnishings you’d expect. I blinked hard to focus on my surroundings, and all I could hear was the roar of thunderstorms, the hammering of hail, and the windows banging against one another.
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