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.

me what it was that they had

me,” Colt responded,

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 weredragon, yet he wasn’t sharing anything

here?” I stated loudly enough for him to turn and

by something,” Colt said,

I gave up on pretending to

to know what he

saying. You know you are the reason the alpha 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

He was staring at my face like he had seen a ghost, while I scoffed and fixed my posture, pretending to look to the

Colt asked me after staring at my face

you hiding?” I pouted angrily when, instead of

he sighed, “I am not hiding

chair? What were they torturing you for?” I asked again, but

was here for,” Colt explained, but he still kept

I got and grabbed all the food items to place

he wasn’t like an alpha king to not even bother realizing his actions were

friend—,” he whispered, “she is very important to me. I must tell her about the mistress of doomsday,” as soon as he followed me to the

mean, the mistress of doomsday?” I asked, trying to

uncomfortable when even mentioning the Mistress. “We need to do something about it before it’s too late,” Colt was back in his shell, and I couldn’t bring myself to question

had come back to talk about me with his friend. From what I recall,