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

Chapter 317-The Brothers Meet Again.

Beatrice Dismay:

Helel and I broke the kiss once Akin barged in on us. He was shocked for a few seconds, but then he rushed over and hugged his brother. The two met as if they were the only people in the world at the moment. I had left them to talk for a few minutes while I prepared tea for them in the kitchen.

I could tell Akin was still shocked that Helel had come back to life. Akin left Helel on the couch and followed me to the kitchen to probably have a word with me.

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“I will tell Maddox and Zane later,” Akin said, grabbing the mugs to clean them and help me.

“How is he?” I asked, trying to know from Akin if Helel sounded different to him. He hadn’t shown any different attitude till now, but it was Ace’s words in the back of my mind that were making me notice him too much.

“He is probably wondering where his protein shake is,” Akin joked, but then cleared his throat to say, “so, you two—are now a thing?”

I didn’t really realize he would ask about the kiss he saw us sharing.

“Anyway, where is Jessie?” Akin stole his eyes from me when he changed the subject. I felt bad because I could tell he was trying not to wait for my answer because he thought it would hurt him.

a few hours ago and

is calling me,” Akin stepped to the side, too excited to give his brothers the good news, but

he almost raised his voice too

coming over,” he then cut the

he whispered, making me gulp. The look he was giving

happened to her?” I

without any more seconds’

so low. I didn’t realize it at the moment until he lowered

the same night. But he got his brother back, so I expected him to find some

now. I was stuck between two

Akin grab his coat and couldn’t contain himself from questioning him. Just watching him talk and interact was

fill you in, or Beatrice can do it while I take care of things,” Akin reached Helel’s couch and patted his back before heading

on?” Helel

dead bodies for public display,” I

used to I—,” I paused because

shouldn’t be laughing. Somebody just died,” he added, frowning at himself for acting this way. “Hey, it is okay. I will tell you exactly everything that happened while you were sleeping in a glass coffin, like a sleeping beauty,” I murmured, teasing

he turned to me and smiled, “this is the real Beatrice, huh?” he asked

so good with his naked shoulders. He was still shirtless, and I hadn’t offered

now that I realized he was the

exhausted by this pressure that I feel whenever I have to tell someone about my true identity. Waiting for their reaction is the hardest