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.

I couldn’t even get to enjoy a single moment of happiness. Before I could

on the ground for hours

lips uttered, remembering the only place I have

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

those walls, I’m nothing,’

my time, I would be

realized I had yet to discover another heartbreak. All the cows were

I didn’t cry for them since I knew

beside them and sat

closed my eyes and gently ran my hand over the dead

and praying for its life,

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

no clue when they arrived, but I knew

witch!” one of the elderly women yelled, and the others started shoving the fire lanterns in my

you see what she did?’ another man yelled, running around and informing as many pack

person. I was just trying to help them get-,” I was stuttering and throwing my body to the side to create distance between

that one of the people claimed, and

I was panicking and crying loudly. Did you kill your father?’ A man threatened me if I told him the

and unable to react properly that I

that was the confession

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

noises they were making and the cussing

to do it before it was too late

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

exchanged a glance, and then one of the oldest pack members stepped

the brothers,!” his claim left

I would never—,” I shook my head vigorously while choking