Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 309

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 309 – The Miserable Weredragon!

Maura Despair:

“I was wrongfully accused of something that I didn’t do,” Gwen said in a shaky tone. She hadn’t stopped crying since she awoke from the dead. I have brought her food but haven’t unchained her yet. If I did so, she would transition again, and I wouldn’t be able to fight her then.

“I am so sorry that this happened to you,” although she didn’t tell me exactly what went wrong, I could tell the werewolves accused her of something like they always do to the weredragons.

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“What are you doing here, and how did you bring me back to life?” Every time she mentioned her death, she appeared depressed.

“Oh! I am not like any of you,” I said, “I am a Huldra!”

“The one born from the weredragon and a werewolf?” She seemed to know a lot, and it stunned me. Not many people knew of a Huldra, but she was well educated on a lot of things.

“How do you know about me?” I asked her.

“I was working for someone—I grew up with someone who knew about all this stuff. I don’t know what happened to him, but I am a*s*suming he didn’t get to live very long, either. They must have caught him too,” Gwen whispered and hugged herself while sighing defeatedly.

stole my eyes from her. “I know. You don’t believe me. And I wouldn’t blame you, but I am thankful of you for saving

what I called my people. The werewolves refused to claim me anyway. While

She started looking around and then

was —supposed to have my pendant—,” she said, seeming so miserable when recalling her

would no longer have control over

when her eyes traveled to my neck and a frown appeared on her

pendant—,” the wide smile of finding what you have lost covered her l*ips, but I shook my head

stuttered as

me of stealing it,

explained it better to her, but she kept shaking her

it could be anyone

belongs to my mother,” I was

that to you? Who gave you this?” She asked me, trying to reach for me, but the

every pendant is hers?” I tried to make sense, but she stepped back a little, trying to think

The gasp that heaved across her l*ips upon realizing who my mother

share a pendant, but not with a weredragon like

I mumbled in despair, “he

can see my initials under it,” Gwen guided me.

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