Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 422

Chapter 412- His Anaconda

After we discussed the whole thing, Akin and I returned to our rooms and everybody was asked to leave the mansion. The mother and the child were now taken to the hospital and the authorities have sealed the crime scene. Everything was put to rest until morning.

“It doesn’t make any sense,” I said, wandering around the room and trying to solve this case.

“Maybe it is one of their ways to make us look evil?” Akin suggested and I tilted my head at him.

“But my mother would never sacrifice a life just to prove a point,” I argued in a soft tone. I was now realizing how difficult it was to look him in the eye after what happened between us in the weakest moments.

“I am not saying your mother is involved, but even if she is, you wouldn’t know. I used to think my parents were saints—nah, actually I always had a feeling they were messy,” he then shrugged and sat in the bed.

“Akin! You are maybe not taking it seriously. The type of things they are trying to do to make werewolf look evil is a very dangerous game they are playing. This is only one incident, but imagine if this keeps happening. They will get their hands on you—,” I was yammering when his soft words shut me up.

“You will save me,” he said and when I looked at him, he shut his eyes and pretended to be resting.

“About that— how would I save you if I don’t even know what is going on with you?” I asked, and my eyes accidentally traveled to his shorts. He really left this room with such a big weapon hiding in his shorts?

gulped and shyly

know everything about Talia?” I asked, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion. He nodded gravely, his expression darkening as

seduce me, she came clean about her plans. She told me that Igor wanted her to manipulate me into doing things with her that he could later use against me in front of you,” As he spoke, I felt a wave

been lifted, revealing the depravity that lurked just beneath the surface of our seemingly idyllic life. “She explained what was really going on,” he continued. “Igor keeps many innocent girls as s*ex slaves and uses them for his own twisted

continue to prey on innocent young women, using them for his own sick pleasure. But how could we possibly stop him? The enormity of the task ahead of us was daunting, but we knew we had to try. “That’s ridiculously cruel,” I huffed, placing my

his phone rang and he got out of

out for him,” he said and hung up, showing

I said, my voice

before walking around to look for a charger. I was about to give him a good response, but then my

then looked at me with a frown on his

face away because I was seeing more

with his broad shoulders and that

know,” I yelled, waving my hand to

in bewilderment and came in

before raising my head. He must have noticed

I