Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 784

Chapter 784: 784-The Skit Of My Mother’s Life

Helanie:

He was welcomed by the warriors who had been told to give him special protocol, and I could tell my father felt like a king. He had a wide smile on his lips. He probably thought he had achieved everything, that he would never be confronted for his crimes. I took a deep breath, but it was Norman’s hand on my thigh that gave me comfort.

Then my father walked straight toward where we were sitting, and he was asked to sit with us. His shoulders looked broader than ever. He looked around with a bright smile, admiring the preparations like he was some real king. He sat down and accepted the wine glass from the server. I guess because my mother had left, he thought I never got to know his truth.

My stepmother had a similar look, but hers was suspicious. She kept glancing around. Whenever our eyes met, she narrowed hers at me before looking away.

"We also have a very beautiful performance prepared for our Alpha Queen’s father. Father figure, we can say," Dalton corrected himself, and everybody smiled. Niles just rolled his eyes.

"Well, she is more than a daughter to me. Doesn’t matter if I adopted her or not. She is closer to me than my own blood," Niles claimed, having the nerve to say all that when he had treated me like shit in the past.

Part of the reason he didn’t expect us to be plotting was that, after I found out Soren Von was my father, we had already started planting seeds. I began sending letters to Niles, telling him I wanted to fix things, that I wanted to make things right between us, and that my parental figures meant a lot to me. It was hard to fool him at first, but a few expensive gifts from us were enough to make Niles crack. And I had to give it to Vani for helping me through and through.

"Yeah, we know that. We all know how much you love her," Dalton said sarcastically, and I wondered how Niles still didn’t get it.

"So, we present to you a beautiful skit of a daughter and her heroic father," Dalton announced, stepping away from the big stage as the characters walked in.

But the man who looked like Niles introduced himself as Niles, and behind him was a woman tied to a bed in chains who looked just like my real mother, the one they had tortured. I turned to my father, watching his smile slowly fade.

"No, please, Niles, no, let me go!" the woman cried dramatically, begging for mercy. Smiles were already fading away. Everyone looked confused, wondering why the woman was begging him.

"No, I will not. You will rot here until you give us a child we can sacrifice and get paid for," the fake Niles said. I watched the real Niles gulp.

"What is this?" Larissa complained.

"You just keep watching," I told her with a smirk.

At that point, Niles tried to get up, but a warrior stepped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, reminding him he needed to sit down. The show wasn’t over yet.

In the end, a lady showed up and told my father he had disappointed her. Everyone started yapping, trying to figure out who she was. She reeked of royalty, so they knew this woman was also real, like the rest of the story. Her time would come, but not tonight.

"And this is how the beautiful story of a scumbag comes to an end." Dalton finished the theater, and everyone began grunting and yelling slurs at Niles. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Is it true? Did you really do that to an innocent soul?" a woman shouted as she threw her sandal, hitting my father in the head. He turned and grunted at her, but her mate stood up, glaring at him as if daring him to try and hurt her like he had hurt my mother.

"That is a lie. This is a made-up story," Niles blurted, instantly trying to defend himself.

"I cannot believe you did this to another creature!" Dalton stood, his face flushed red with anger.

"The mermaids are not our enemies. You fucking used her like that? And then you had the nerve to come here today wearing a fancy suit to accept gifts?" Vonstan roared before lunging at Niles, slapping him hard enough to knock him off his feet.

He landed right at my feet.