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

Chapter 288 – I Am Guilty.

Maura’s POV:

“I am sorry I almost forgot your mother is a weredragon,” he then shook his head and rolled his eyes, trying to stay awake.

“It is okay,” I said as I kept staring at him. He hadn’t said anything bad or expressed his anger towards my requesting of him to help a weredragon, but I am guessing he was going to do it now.

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“Maura! It will be a bit difficult to help you but I will do my best. She is a weredragon and I believe she is at a point where she needs to transition and recover from the years of long torture. I will suggest you don’t give her the pills immediately and let her transform into a safe environment,” he mumbled under his breath, scratching his stomach and gulping down the rest of the wine.

He was wasted at this point, so I couldn’t argue with him about how once she transitions, somebody will see and hurt her. So, I didn’t do much and helped him walk over to the couch and lie down.

“You need to rest,” I said to him, taking the bottle out of his hand and leaving it near the table.

the —area and don’t go around —,” he was speaking in his sleep at this point.

to the living room. There was another room on the opposite side of this room and with that room was a kitchen. My mother was sleeping in that room and since we haven’t removed the shackles from around her wrist yet, I didn’t fear her transitioning.

face. There was this guilt inside me that wouldn’t

No! I’m just a bad person. She was doing so much for me and I did this to her,” I rubbed my hands on my face and stepped away from Zane. It seemed like

I have to do for my mother,” I tried giving myself an explanation, but

It has to be in the back of my head that I didn’t think twice and handed that

and memory of Beatrice’s innocent face, I realized I

myself. I could have asked Zane and come clean to

for it. I

rush. After sprinting as if my life

I

He has to be in the basement. Just the thought of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all

entered the house and was immediately certain he was in the basement because the basement door was left open. He had been doing this for so long that he didn’t fear anybody would catch him. Besides, nobody would ever

the kitchen on the side and hid behind the wall. I was shaking while holding that vase. Either I would save her

storm,” he grunted to himself, “maybe it was an animal. Ah! The cats! Freaking cats!” he then sighed in exhaustion, yelling and sprinting in