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

Chapter 330-The Angry Princess.

Author’s POV:

“Call all the guards and alphas of every pack to come here and take my side. Together we need to put her down,” Vasquez used his commanding voice and expected at least some of them to follow his orders.

“If you believe the Moon Goddess really has shown you everything, then tell us something—,” Brooke was more interested in what Helel had to say than what Vasquez was saying.

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“We had lost one of the guns in a very funny places-just the two of us,” he continued to point at one of the council members as recalling the incident back when they were preparing for a war and asked Helel about it, who claimed he had seen every single thing in his dream like it was a movie playing before his eyes.

“Where did we find that gun—the same gun that we used to kill one of the biggest warriors of the weredragons?” Brooke had to take a pause as he felt guilty about it. The things they were proud of for a very long time were now a curse to them.

it in the alleyway, next to a prostitute’s door, and when you arrived at her door, she thought you wanted to sleep with her,”

as losing a gun was

that girl, so he is lying about what he saw—,” Vasquez interrupted them

enough,” the oldest council member got up from the couch and sighed sadly, “it is a shame that we believed these two and let them direct us to a war. The two creatures were at a good point of friendship when these two became selfish and started a riot between us. We are ashamed of ourselves for

of us now,” Vasquez told them, alarming them about what kind of danger they were bringing upon themselves by

we not deserve it? We will take care of everything, but for now, we need to punish the two who caused this single-handedly,”

head in panic. “Actually—,” Vasquez mumbled, thinking of a plan, “it was

They all looked at them as

kid here and accused the weredragons of various crimes against our kind,” Sofia claimed loudly, getting angrier

so that I can keep my boy alive. It is not a crime to think about your kids. I would do it again if I got the chance. Heck! I was even going

saying you don’t care?” Akin muttered but kept his anger in check. He wanted

picking up a vase and throwing it at one of the council members,

making baby steps toward her because she had broken another vase and grabbed the broken shard in her hand, threatening to end