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

Chapter 213-The Sick f*uc*k!

I took the picture when Pamela walked downstairs with a broom in her hand. “You are leaving?” She saw me turn on my heels and asked a question.

“Yeah! I think it is better we stay away from this stuff for now. It reminded me of my own childhood.” I smiled awkwardly, watching her grimace at me.

“But you wanted t—” she couldn’t deliver her words because I have run past her to upstairs already. I had this weird feeling inside my heart that I couldn’t shake off.

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From the picture I found, there was no doubt that my mother was the sidechick. Does that mean I am Flex’s daughter?

But Pamela said the baby died.

I had a sh*t ton of feelings and questions, and none of them could be resolved by themselves. I realized it was time my mother left this goddamn bed and started answering me now.

“Wake up!” I entered my bedroom and snatched the blanket away from my mother, who had hidden so many things from me that I keep finding things every second of my miserable life.

and stretched, cracking her bones

of which I could do because she had

muttered at her, leaned over her, and pointed my finger

finger to twist it, but

wife and mate when we came here?” As I asked her that question with anger filled eyes, she took a deep breath and folded her arms over her chest, refusing to speak to me. “You cannot stay silent and think I will leave you be. I have been working my a*s*s off so that you can enjoy whatever phase

okay?” She scoffed,

the picture, or else she would have fooled me with her manipulation. She stared at the picture for a moment

if I am— if Elex was a weredragon? Is that why he was killed?” I questioned, watching her

time, I was prepared for it. I grasped her hand mid-air and prevented the hit.

I demanded, making her shake

muttered, clenching her jaw with every word she

my mother’s hand from my grasp and pushed us apart, asking, “What is wrong with you two? All you do is fight,” she started lecturing us while my mom was pacing back and forth. Something was bothering her,

let go that easily.” I yelled at

even after I did

son,” Pamela held my hand and started dragging me out of the bedroom, “Just stay in my room for now,” she softly spoke, making it seem like she was feeling bad for me for having a mother

she locked herself inside with my mother to lecture her on how to take care

the voice from behind me, breaking my stare