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.

I was pregnant at the time with Markus. But surely he didn’t care about the stress he’d caused me,” she scoffed

all,’ I commented, following her to the refrigerator. “Well, some men have a

– how did your—” I paused when I couldn’t

was a sudden death!” She shrugged. “I heard they found his body in the mountains.” She seemed to care less, and

she waste her precious tears on a

to know Markus has a

for some

baby?” She could tell that I seemed to

mates as they still fascinate me. The

was a baby girl,” Pamela recalled, cleaning

she died.” Before I could even ask more questions about the baby, I found out

was a cold night, and the bitch had forgotten to cover her up. She woke up to

Mrs. Vasquez at that time, didn’t he?” I quickly looked away and

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 that could

the side and resting her fist on her waist to

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