Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: 33-Crazy Dynamic!

Kaye:

I knew I had to repeat myself, even louder this time, and explain to my brother the plan that had been brewing in my mind all along.

"I’m going into the Dream Prison," I repeated, noticing how clueless my brother seemed.

"Huh?" He tilted his head, slowly standing up and setting the bottle and glasses aside as he walked toward me again. I knew he would try to stop me, but I was determined to go through with it.

It was my responsibility to keep these cursed roses away from my people, and instead, I had failed miserably.

"I’m doing it," I said more firmly this time. He shook his head in response, his expression hardening.

"You’ve lost your mind. I won’t allow this. Norman trusted me with this duty. He knew the moment he left, you’d try to convince me too. So no! I’m not letting it happen," he said sternly, coming closer, standing right in front of me as if daring me to try and head toward the bed to begin the dream-travel process.

"Maximus! If you respect my decision, you’ll let me do this. I need to go in there and bring her out—" I was tired of the back-and-forth. I was an adult capable of making my own choices. The mere thought of someone suffering because of me was unbearable. How on earth did Norman expect me to go on living as if nothing had happened?

"No! Are you serious? You don’t even know how it works," Maximus argued, standing so close as if to block any attempt I might make to lie down. Then his eyes fell on the envelope I was holding, and he realized what he had to stop me.

He tried to snatch the envelope from my hand, but I quickly hid it behind my back. I needed to speak to him first.

"I know how to get in there and bring someone out, okay?" The moment I said it, his jaw dropped.

"Then why have you never brought anyone out before?" he asked, genuinely curious. He knew how protective I was of these victims—whether from herbs, cursed plants, or otherwise. It made sense that I’d have jumped in to save them if I could.

"Because they didn’t have their roses with them when they were taken. She does. She has her rose, and I’ll have mine in hand. I just need you to keep an eye on us and make sure no one steals the roses," I said confidently, even though deep down, I wasn’t entirely sure how I’d manage to rescue her. All I had was what I’d read in the old texts.

"First, explain how!" he insisted, ready to seize the envelope if I didn’t start talking.

"By breaking the haze and waking her up inside her dream. I need to do it quickly, or she’ll lose touch with reality and become part of the dream world forever," I explained, recalling the account of someone who had allegedly escaped the Dream World. I wasn’t sure who this person was, as the book never mentioned a name. It only described the experience of leaving the Dream Prison.

"Please, do you not trust me?" I was starting to worry that if we kept arguing, we might lose Helanie to the Dream Prison forever.