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.

for 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

as I walked out of the

were going crazy outside. The howling could

talk. I would have forbidden you from helping Colt. I was already making a plan to help him out, and that didn’t even include your death.” I said, feeling

let me

and painful jolted me into stepping away from the gra*s*s and looking around

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anything or anyone in this darkness. “Hey! Where are you?” I yelled, and suddenly the screams stopped. I felt my

I shouted again, hugging myself miserably, and kept trying to look around in search

a warm hand touched my shoulder, and I found my

dear! I didn’t mean to scare you,” said Pamela, who might have heard me yelling outside. She placed a hand on her chest and laughed afterwards. “I heard someone call for help.”

then looked my way. “That must be the wind,” she said, but I refused

with my hand. The problem was that the area was vast, and I couldn’t do anything without knowing a little about where the

go. They usually get caught in a Hunter’s trap and then cry for help,’ she

you catch a cold.” She held my hand and almost dragged me behind her until I freed my hand and stopped to look back because I heard the gra*s*s rustle

someone popped out from behind the gra*s*s, which made me step back and look at Pamela. She didn’t look too frightened, so I a*s*sumed she knew

even waiting for Pamela to

like he would probably be in his early twenties. His