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.

around —,” he was speaking in his sleep at this

around to understand the layout of the house. There was a narrow hallway at the entrance, leading to a room that then opened 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. Zane had fallen asleep on the living room couch.

of Zane and kept staring at his face. There was this guilt inside me that wouldn’t let me rest. Although I was

I did this to her,” I rubbed my hands on my

for my mother,” I tried giving myself an explanation, but nothing seemed

the back of my head that I didn’t think twice

Beatrice’s innocent face, I

her,” I said to myself. I could have asked Zane and come clean

I left the house

for me since I was used to walking miles every day. But I had to rush. After sprinting as

be the first time that I have come

has to be in the basement. Just the thought of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all my fault. God knows how she must have felt

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 visit us, so he had grown fearless with

was shaking while holding that vase. Either I would save her

in exhaustion, yelling and sprinting in the direction of the kitchen to make sure the cats had not been drinking the milk like they