Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 188

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 188 – Something Is In The Tall Gra*s*s

Beatrice’s POV:

It’s been a few days since I joined the cafe and I have been staying with Pamela. Mom’s patience seemed to be wearing off once reality started to settle in. She was not ready to go back to this lifestyle.

I wasn’t too sure what I was looking forward to anymore. A part of me died with Helel that day. I have tried to occupy my mind with countless thoughts that didn’t include the brothers and Helel, but every time I went to bed, I failed.

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I couldn’t stop remembering the words Helel said in front of his father and everyone.

“Go to sleep, Beatrice. You have work to do in the morning,” mom must have heard me sniffle when she mumbled. We shared a bed here.

As I previously stated, life here was not luxurious, but it was still superior to any other option at the time.

“I need some fresh air,” I whispered, rolling out of bed in exhaustion.

me. I was mostly in the kitchen and forbidden from coming out in front of anyone. The word went out about me, and everybody started hating on me, calling me a

didn’t bother as I walked out of

was full moon, so the werewolves were going crazy outside. The howling could be heard even from

to talk. I would have forbidden you from helping Colt. I was

let me

jolted me into stepping away from the gra*s*s

Don’t

to locate the direction of the voice, but it was impossible to find anything or anyone in this darkness. “Hey! Where are you?” I yelled, and suddenly the screams stopped. I felt my soul leaving my

myself miserably, and kept trying to look around in search of the

my shoulder, and

a hand on her chest and laughed afterwards. “I heard someone call for help.” Deciding not to

and then looked my way. “That must be the wind,”

gently pushed some aside with my hand. The problem was

where to go. They usually get caught in a Hunter’s trap and then cry for help,’ she sighed, not showing much concern.

held my hand and almost dragged me behind her until

gra*s*s, which made me step back and look at

Not even waiting for Pamela to

in his early twenties. His dark black hair and jet-black eyes were actually

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