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.

you arrived at her door, she thought you wanted to

anyone about it, as losing a gun was not a very good look. “He

but now he wants to defend and protect that girl, so he

of friendship when these two became selfish and started a riot between us. We are ashamed of ourselves for causing so much dismay to a kind for years.

now,” Vasquez told them, alarming them about what kind of danger they

not deserve it? We will take care of everything, but for now, we need to punish the

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

all looked at them as they stared

brought the kid here and accused the weredragons of various crimes against our kind,” Sofia claimed loudly, getting angrier by every passing minute when she saw

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 to accept Beatrice until I realized she was a princess. I knew she would become a problem. But am I guilty about

kind. They all suffered, and you are saying you don’t care?” Akin muttered but

not guilty,” she screamed, picking up a vase and throwing it at one of the council members, who dodged

down,” Akin was making baby steps toward her because she had broken another vase and grabbed the broken shard in her hand, threatening