Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 696-Sacrifice

Ursula:

Ever since we got back home, I couldn’t stop crying. I didn’t stop for even a single minute. So many times, it felt like I would stop breathing— like I might just break. And so many times, I just kept glaring at Niles in anger. But it didn’t affect him at all. When we got home, he casually sat down on the sofa and started counting the money—completely unbothered.

"You are a bastard" I screamed after he ignored my cries for a while. He lifted his head from the cash in his hand and glared at me before he began to smile again.

"I am going to forgive you for now since you are the reason I have so much money in my hands," he laughed, waving the cash for me.

I couldn’t believe he turned out to be this way. All this time we were together, granted, it wasn’t that long, but still, those were some good months. Was he faking it? Was he faking being in love with me? Because how could he be so okay with men crawling into the bed and forcing themselves on me?

I looked at him, then looked down, covering my face in my hands as I cried.

"Oh, come on, it wasn’t that bad," he grunted.

"It wasn’t that bad? It wasn’t bad? How can you say that?" I was screaming. "I was trying to get them off me. You were standing there laughing. How could you let them do this to me?" I sobbed through my words.

"Don’t you fucking raise your voice at me," he snapped. "You’re in a pack, not in some woods. Besides, they’ve all emptied in you. I’m pretty sure you’ll have good news soon. So let me know before you make any stupid decision. Got it?"

I was stunned. I stood from the couch and looked him in the eye.

"What do you mean by that? You want me to— you want me to expect a baby? From them?"

It didn’t even hit me until he said it.

"Of course," he said. "But don’t worry, we’ll get paid for it." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

I was in shambles. The second he said that, I rushed past him toward the door. I had decided, I was going to leave and report this to Alpha Diaz.

That’s when he grabbed my wrist and yanked me back, throwing me onto the sofa again.

"One word," he said, low and cold. "You say one word, and I’ll tell them your truth."

The moment he said that, my throat went dry.

"Do you want that? Because once I do, I’m pretty sure he’ll do the same thing I’m doing to you." That’s when I finally understood. Niles was never in love with me.

He was using me.

After that, just like he said, I did end up expecting a baby, and it happened pretty quickly. I found out sooner than I thought I would. But when I gave birth, it was painful, agonizing. And before I could even fully wake up, the baby was gone.

I remember crying endlessly, begging him to tell me where my baby went. All he said was that the baby was where it should be, that it had been sacrificed.

I didn’t understand. Sacrificed? What did he mean?

I cried and cried. It was the worst time of my life.

But the pain wasn’t over. Not even close.

One night, I woke up to some man in my room. That’s when I realized I had been tied down. He did it again. And again. Every time a child was born, he would say it was sacrificed. And every time, he would follow with the same line: that the sacrifice didn’t work. That the baby was a waste.

I couldn’t understand how my life had come to this.

I was no longer in the main house with him. At some point, he had moved me into a dungeon. I don’t even remember when or how it happened, he had been drugging me so heavily that everything from that period is a blur.

I would wake up with men on me. Then, for months, he’d feed me while I lay tied to a bed. Then I’d give birth, and my baby would be gone.

At some point, I went numb. I stopped screaming. I stopped questioning. I simply survived.

But then one night, I woke up and realized, I wasn’t chained.

I had just lost another baby, maybe just hours ago. Or maybe he had taken it again, for a ’sacrifice.’ I wasn’t sure. But when I opened my eyes and saw no restraints on me, I knew, it was my time. My only chance.

He must have left in a hurry. The new chains were right beside the bed, so he was clearly in the middle of binding me again. Something must have interrupted him or some emergency.

I got out of the bed slowly, hand over my belly, tears streaming down my cheeks. I made my way toward the stairs, toward any possible way out. I didn’t even know where I was anymore.

When I finally reached the top of the stairs, my heart sank. I froze.

I quickly ducked behind a wall when I saw her, the very royal-looking woman standing in front of Niles.

I didn’t understand why she was there. A small part of me hoped, maybe she had discovered something. Maybe she knew someone was being abused here. Maybe she had come to save me.

Oh, how wrong I was.

Because then I heard her say it. Her voice was cold, commanding.

"Niles, all the babies are a waste. I want that one child."

Her tone was clear. Her orders, even clearer.

And that’s when it hit me.

It wasn’t Niles who wanted the babies.

It was her.

The Luna Queen Darcy, the woman who had just given birth to her son. Why did she want my baby? What for?

I began to hyperventilate and look for an escape. All this time, they had killed innocent babies and the one behind such cruelty turned out to be a woman herself.

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