Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

236-1 Cannot Tell Anyone.

Maura's POV:

I was glad I got to share my secret with someone who would understand. I have never thought in a

million years that she will turn out to be a weredragon, but I was happy for her. For us!

"You look relaxed." Pamela saw me smiling to myself and asked.

Did Zane contact you?" She approached me in haste and whispered with a shine in her eyes.

The mention of Zane instantly withered my smile. She didn't know why Zane backed down from me,

but she was aware that I slept with him.

"No! He hasn't," I sighed, forgetting the good news.

"Oh! I hope—he didn't just do all those sweet things just to sleep with you.' Pamela was blunt when it

came to speaking her mind. She would almost never sugarcoat anything.

Thinking like that means doubting Zane's character, and I cannot even think about it. We had some

other arguments, and those might have upset him." I turned my gaze away from hers when I recalled

what exactly went down that day.

You are an incredibly sweet girl, Maura. You don't understand how people can act when they want

something. Fine! Even if that reason is out of the way, I think there are plenty others that you are

refusing to consider," she yammered, her eyebrow raising high on her forehead.

"What reason?" I inquired, with a visible frown on my forehead. I don't know what could be so alarming

that she found it and I couldn't see it, but now I was attentively listening to her.

"You need to look around and make friends wisely.’ She took a full spin and then cleared her throat

when her eyes landed on Beatrice's bag in the corner.

"Beatrice? What does she have to do with anything?" I asked, watching her roll her eyes at me and call

me silly and stupid in silence.

"She is not who you think she is," Pamela whispered.

Hearing such a thing about someone to whom you have just revealed your secrets is never a good

feeling. However, Beatrice had shared her truth with me as well. I wondered why Pamela was so

threatened by her all the time. Because, quite honestly, I noticed nothing alarming about Beatrice.

"She is a sweet soul. I guess you guys are having chore troubles at home," I tried joking and diverting

the topic. But Pamela's aggressive head shake explained why she disagreed with me.

"It's not only about that. I am just wondering why it is that every time she goes in front of someone, they

fall for her." Pamela stroked her chin as she passed a very weird comment to Beatrice.

What makes you say that?" I asked, and it looked like she had been waiting to gossip about this

subject.

"Think about it—your father was hitting on her. The brothers come over to help her, and then there is

my son—," she paused, making me frown and stare at her face in shock.

"What about Markus?" I had to ask her because I have heard from her that he doesn't understand this

world like we do.

"I think my son is having sexual frustrations now," she scoffed, looking deeply disturbed, and I would be

too.

"I saw Beatrice lip kissing him." She hugged herself at the thought of that disgusting memory.

What? But Beatrice knows he is not stable. Why would she do that to him?" I asked, almost feeling

infuriated. I never thought she would be capable of taking advantage of someone.

"I am so upset with her, but I can't even do anything,’ she said, rolling her eyes when talking about why

she wasn't kicking Beatrice out of the house.

"Why not? if she is really doing all that to your son, I think you are free to take any step against her.* It

hurt me to say that about Beatrice, but I'm sure a mother would never lie like that unless she had seen

something.

Because of the Alpha King Zane." the moment she said his name, I felt my world shaking under me.

"Why would you say his name?" I asked, since I have watched Akin and Maddox show some weird

behavior, but not him. Why would he care so much?

And even if he does, it must be because they were once living together and he probably sees her as

his sister.

"Oh! You are so naive," she sighed sadly. "You don't see what I am seeing. He drops her home every

day," she mumbled, but couldn't continue when she frowned and rushed towards the door to check on

Beatrice.

Ugh! this girl," she grunted, leaving me hanging to catch Beatrice, who I guess was sneaking out of the

café. But it was her lunchtime, so she could be going anywhere. Or maybe with someone special.

I shook my head, as Pamela’s words had left some suspicions in my heart now. To not think about it, I

went to the bathroom to wash my face and stayed inside for a few minutes even when I heard the two

talk in the kitchen again. I bet they were arguing about something, and by the time I walked out of the

bathroom, Pamela had left to get the orders while Beatrice had walked out of the backdoor.

I felt like checking on Beatrice, and that's when I sprinted to the backdoor. However, what I saw was

something I wasn't expecting.

Panic struck my body when I watched her getting dragged out of the alley and shoved in the car. I had

only turned around to inform the guards or anyone to help her when I bumped into Pamela.

"Did you see that? He freaking kidnapped her." I stared at her face. She was stunned- almost

speechless.

I'm sure she didn't expect that to happen.

He—," he gulped and nervously rubbed her hands.

"I need to call the alpha king brothers,' I told her, ready to do so when she held my hand and stopped

me.

With her being gone, there will be no one left between you two," she whispered, stealing eyes from me

after suggesting something like that.