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

Chapter 212 – His Dirty little Secret

“He had a sidechick,” Pamela uttered, forming a defeated smile, and putting the batter down on the table.

“Oh! I’m sorry,” my mouth snapped shut after I watched her tear up even at the farthest memory of what her mate put her through.

“It’s alright. It was truly amusing for me as well, because how can a fated mate fall for someone who he doesn’t even feel a mate bond with?” She seemed to have never found an answer to that question.

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I had that question for a while, but after I found out I’m a weredragon, I understood why my mates can’t be affected or f*orc*ed to love me due to the mate bond.

A mate bond for weredragons is simply not what it is for werewolves.

For us, it’s more like a choice. We feel mate bonds just for acknowledgment that a certain person can be our partner. The rest is up to us to decide what we want to do with that knowledge. As for a mate bond between werewolves, I heard they feel a pull towards their mate, but then again, these powerful alphas can surely fight that feeling.

“Did you ever meet her?’ I inquired, watching her fix her stare at the dough she was kneading for a good croissant recipe.

“I did plan to once. I wanted to see what she has that compelled a man to look away from his fated mate? But then I heard she was pregnant, and my mate forbade me from causing her any stress.” Her voice held so much pain when she reminisced about the past. Her mate seemed to have shown her a middle finger with how defensive he got for his sidechick.

care about the stress he’d caused me,” she scoffed to herself as she formed the dough into a disc, wrapped it in cling film, and prepared to place

commented, following her to the refrigerator.

okay for me to ask you, but – how did your—” I paused when I couldn’t find

a sudden death!” She shrugged. “I heard they found his body in the

why would she waste

to know Markus has a sibling that nobody

on to spreading her legs for some alpha,” she

tell that I

she knew sometimes I was a bit too curious to hear about mates as they still fascinate me. The way

a baby girl,” Pamela recalled, cleaning the

questions about the baby, I found out that it

night, and the bitch had forgotten to cover her up. She woke up to her baby dead in the bed,’ she shrugged, showing little

away

all his stuff back from the mansion because working there was taking a toll on his health and

“Oh!” I nodded.

stuff! A loyal servant must have something, at least something, in his belongings

the side and resting her fist on her waist to look at me. “Come on! It’s

never. It was too hard to get through it,” she admitted, loosening her