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

Chapter 332

Dream Winchester:

“Try this; you will love it,” I gave Colt my favorite chicken sandwich and noticed that he liked it. I had been hiding him in one of my apartments and spending more time with him.

It was crazy, but I was helping him recover since he couldn’t transition and heal instantly. It’s been days since I freed him and my team back in the cabin, and they’ve been going crazy.

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“How long are they going to keep looking for me?” Colt asked after sighing and realizing he had been stuck here for too long. I was expecting him to start worrying. Nobody can stay stuck in one place for too long.

“They definitely wanted you badly because they are not giving up at any moment,” I murmured, smiling weakly at him.

I would come over and watch movies with him, but we didn’t have an active internet connection here, the news channels, or anything that would connect him to the outside world.

For some reason, spending time with him helped me forget about all the toxic things I was after. Colt was different. He had a very soothing effect around him.

He would not mock or make unnecessary comments. His sense of humor on top of everything was even better.

“So, you never really told me what it

know something from me,” Colt responded, once again being

okay if you don’t want to share,” I mumbled, but obviously it wasn’t okay. I was keeping him here against my team’s orders and decisions, and he knew I was taking a risk by hiding a

making a mistake by keeping you here?” I stated loudly enough for him to turn and

bothered by something,” Colt said,

No! like—ugh!” I gave up on pretending to be a cool person who doesn’t take

to know what he was

king died, right? So, you could be the very reason I will end up dying too, yet I am keeping you here and you are still keeping secrets from me?” I began to yammer my a*s*s out like there was no

have spooked him with my aggression. He was staring at my face like he had seen a ghost, while I scoffed and fixed my posture, pretending to look

me gone?” Colt asked me after staring at my face for a few seconds

you to tell me the truth. Tell me, what are you hiding?” I pouted angrily when, instead of trying to earn my trust,

sighed, “I am not hiding

chain you to that chair? What were they torturing

for,” Colt explained, but

got and grabbed all the food

an alpha king to not

the mistress of doomsday,” as soon as he followed me to the door and explained what he had been

about her? I mean, the mistress of doomsday?” I asked, trying

it before it’s

to me to know he had come back to talk about me