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.

hours ago and

calling me,” Akin stepped to the side, too excited to give

he almost raised his voice too loudly when reacting to something Zane told

coming over,” he then cut the

“Jessie—” he whispered, making me gulp. The look he was giving me was not something that came

happened to her?”

any more seconds’ delay, I gasped and covered my face

didn’t realize it

mate and friend in the same night. But he got his brother back, so

very rough now. I was stuck between two brothers, one of whom I brought back

himself from questioning him. Just watching him talk and interact

can do it while I take care of things,” Akin reached Helel’s couch and patted his back before heading out of

on?” Helel turned to me

dead bodies for public display,” I

you get used to

finished and let out a laugh, “I think I shouldn’t be laughing. Somebody just died,” he added, frowning at himself for acting this way. “Hey, it is okay.

different—confident,” he turned to me and smiled, “this is the

long hair looked so good with his naked shoulders. He was still shirtless, and I hadn’t offered him any clothes,

that I realized he was the only brother who didn’t

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