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

Chapter 322-The Ugly Fate.

Maura Despair:

It’s been two days since I killed that rascal, and honestly speaking. I’ve never fell so amazing before.

The feeling of triumph I felt when I bashed his head with that brick was still lingering inside me.

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I’ve been living alone in the woods, and miraculously, no killer came to hurt me. “Ah!” A groan escaped my lips as I shivered and threw up again.

Taking deep breaths and forcing my body to get up, I looked around to find shelter.

The storm was setting in, and I was in no condition to stay outside when I hadn’t even eaten anything as well.

One day ago, somebody mugged me and took away my phone and bag. I was left with nothing but my miserable self.

As I proceeded to take steps towards the road, I felt something liquid between my legs.

Before long. I already knew what had happened.

“No!” I shook my head, staring at the blood.

“I cannot lose you,” I cried loudly, finally realizing what was going on with my health.

‘F*uc*king hell!” I cried and ran into the woods again, running till my feet gave up and I passed out. The pain I felt was bad.

I have lost yet another person who could have been family to me.

happiness. Before I could find out I was pregnant, the miscarriage took it all

for hours before I

remembering the only place

been so long since I haven’t had comfort. Although Ubel was scum, me and my mother

I’m nothing,’ I uttered and

only I had not rushed and taken my time, I would

reaching the cowshed, I realized I had yet

didn’t cry for them since I knew how to bring

paced beside them and sat down, staring at their

I closed my eyes and

praying for its life, I found it

waking up, and when I opened my eyes to give them a smile, I met with confused and angry glares from some

clue when they arrived, but I knew they had seen me do

the elderly women yelled, and the others started shoving the fire lanterns in

yelled, running around and informing as many

trying to help them get-,” I was stuttering and throwing my body to the side

she killed other people too,” it was then that one of the people claimed, and the others looked

never hurt anyone,” I was panicking and crying loudly. Did you kill your father?’ A man threatened me if

unable to

was the confession

a women in her mid-forties yelled, stepping closer to me. “I’m not even moving,”

noises they were making and the cussing

to do it before it was too late for

He will tell you I am not a bad person,” I begged, explaining who they needed to talk to

a glance, and then one of the oldest pack members stepped forward with a firestick in his

here to hurt the brothers,!” his claim

would never—,” I shook my head vigorously