Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 499

Chapter 489 My Crazy Lover. (Beatrice Dismay)

He kept staring into my eyes with fear while I dug my nails into his chest and shoved my hand into him.

“Now you will get to be with your family,” I knew it was harsh, but that’s what he gets for ruining others. As I held his heart in my fist, his eyes grew in size before they became lifeless.

All the memories from my childhood, when we used to play in the playground, flash before my eyes.

While I pulled his heart out, I sat on top of him and began to sob.

“I didn’t want to do this,” suddenly the realization struck me. I could have just arrested him. Why did I kill him?

I just couldn’t bring myself to leave him out alive, and then he strikes back again. It was the fear of losing so many loved ones that made me take this step.

you. You listened to the devil and let him use you. And then you became one,” I was whimpering as I remembered how he was the only friend I got when I was a child and thought nobody would ever like me. “Why did you change?” I cried, sniffling and slowly tossing my body to

the cabin was none other than Zane. I sat up instantly in bed and glared at him with my eyes darting hateful glares. “Don’t look at me with so much hate. This was your decision. Now you know why we must kill some people. I didn’t Kill Maddox because I just wanted to get rid of him. He was neither a hero nor a villain. His end was going to be harsh, so I helped him escape the world while it was still beautiful, only for him to die at the hands of someone

no way what he was saying was

is nothing like Maddox. He was going to— r*ape me just to take revenge on you. You see where I am going? It is all you once again. Your sins are coming back to haunt us,” I hissed, jumping out of the bed and keeping my eyes fixated

reason you are talking so much is that you are dearly loved by me. Beatrice, why do you think I haven’t unlocked the worst curse on every single pack so far? It is because of you–,” he claimed, stepping

a little laugh, stopping right in front of my face and

I was not able to pull away from him. It was as if his voice was providing me with

step away from him,

when I noticed something

then that I forced myself to close my eyes and shake my head. “What is on your face?” I asked, opening my eyes and watching

a gift,” he said, pulling away to grab something from outside the door. I was running a hand through my

“Here! My gift for you,” as soon as he pulled out what he was hiding behind his back,

It was Mariah’s head.