Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 148

148–My Brother For My Rescue 

Nora: 

My eyes were swollen as I rushed out of the school, with no idea of the kind of danger waiting for me outside. The weather had turned eerily foggy by then. Shielding my eyes from the dust particles with my arm, I made my way back home. 

“Akira, we’re doomed,” I urged, hoping she would say something to comfort me. 

“I don’t know what to say. Why did Natalie do that? And April just went along with it?” she hissed, her broken voice hinting that she was also hurting. 

“I am so annoyed. And scared,” I added, my voice breaking. 

The narrow street I took almost stopped me in my tracks when I saw some people standing in the fog. It was like they were standing still, looking in my direction. 

The white fog covered the upper halves of their bodies to the point that I couldn’t even tell if they were men or women. But I knew they were looking my way. They stood eerily still as well. 

“Hey! Can you please move? I need to get past you,” I uttered, still tearing up but trying to look confident. 

With my hand on my bag strap and my eyes fixated on them, I waited and waited, but they didn’t move a muscle. 

“Hey! Can you hear me?” I called out again. This time, I turned my 

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attention away, just to look around and spot someone who I could ask about what was going on. 

I had only looked away from them briefly, but when I looked back, they had moved. Not just any movement, but they all seemed a little closer this time. It made me frown and take a step back. 

All of them moved in the same pattern at once. Who were they, and why were they standing there like statues? 

“Um! I am the Alpha King’s stepsister,” I called out, hoping the title I had been using—and was probably going to be snatched away from me—would work in my favor. But as before, they didn’t respond. 

Just to test, I purposely looked away for only a second, and when I returned my gaze, they had stepped one step closer again. 

“Ah!” I gasped as goosebumps covered my body. Not only were they stepping closer, but the fog moved with them. Part of me wanted to walk past them and maybe see who they were, but the other part, which wasn’t connected to Akira, forbade me. She was the one who wasn’t afraid of things like that when she should be. 

Now, I just stood before them, my eyes glued to them. My breathing was all over the place as I figured the minute I looked away, they would get closer. My knees were shaking, and my eyes filled with tears from the unannounced danger. That’s when a hand on my shoulder jolted me into jumping and looking away from them. 

“What are you doing here?” Silas asked, standing behind me in a black oversized hoodie. 

“Those people–” I turned to point at the people in a hurry because I felt like every time I looked away, they walked closer, but this time, they Were on 

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“There were some people–” I turned to face Silas, who was keen on listening to what I had to say. 

“Come, let me drop you home,” he uttered, holding my arm and 

dragging me back to his car until I recalled I wasn’t supposed to talk to him. 

I had promised that he would be invisible to me from now on. So instead of sliding into the car, I slammed the door shut and stepped away from it. 

He was in the process of getting in on the driver’s side when he saw me step away from his vehicle. 

“Seriously? Now is that the time, Nora? Let’s go home,” he rolled his eyes, insisting in a much nicer tone. 

I stayed silent, giving him the silent treatment. Then I turned to walk away when I recalled I would have to pass that same narrow road. With a big sigh, I spun around and got inside his car in a bitter mood. He joined me, and after hitting the road, I stopped thinking about those people and recalled the terrifying events from school. 

I was asked to bring my stepfather to school. How would I do that? What would I tell him? Or should I just skip school altogether? I mean, nothing good comes from studying. I shrugged to myself, but then my mind recalled all the taunting words and slurs. 

“You don’t seem okay,” Silas‘ heavy voice brought my attention back from school. 

“Did something happen at school? Why aren’t you attending the combat class?” he continued to ask, driving casually and effortlessly. 

“You can give me the silent treatment all you want, but let me tell you,