Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

243-In The Wrong Arms.

"Beatrice!'’ He ran without a care in the world and came to support my body when I lost my balance. I

had been forcing myself to get away from the cabin, and during all this struggle, I have really exhausted

myself. My ankle was in pain, my eyes were itching, and my throat was dry.

His strong, muscular arms were like a net of safety for me.

"Maddox!" I whispered his name when I dropped to my knees but did not hit the ground because he

was holding me up.

His fresh cologne filled my nostrils and opened my mind to realize I have been saved. The way he held

me tightly, I knew he was trying to tell the world that nobody could steal me from him now.

He pulled me closer to his chest and hugged me even more tightly with his one arm; with the other, he

cupped my face and kissed my one cheek first, my other cheek next, then my forehead and my chin.

"You are okay; I got you!" he whispered to my lips. I swear his heart was beating so loudly, too. I

wonder if he was worried he wouldn't find me.

"He— was going to —I was whimpering lifelessly, on the brink of passing out.

"He can't do shit when I am alive," he grunted, tucking my head in his chest and rubbing my back. He

carried me in his arms, and that’s when I no longer felt like forcing myself.

He rushed me out of the mountains and placed me in the backseat of a car. I was then beginning to

notice that we were not alone in the car. There was someone beside me who was rubbing my hand and

trying to calm me down.

"Hey, don't worry, you're safe now," Reign said, close to my eardrums.

"Give her this," Maddox said while driving and taking off his jacket. "Cover her up," he told Reign, who

instantly started putting the jacket on me.

"I will fuck that bastard," Maddox yelled as he yanked the steering wheel and displayed anger.

"Are we taking her to the hospital?" Reign asked.

“No! We are taking her on a picnic; can you stop being stupid for once? Of course I am rushing her to

the fucking hospital." Maddox yelled at Reign. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't speak a word. Reign

innocently lowered her head and then wrapped her arm around my body to give me support.

Throughout the way, Maddox had been grunting and groaning. He never stopped cursing at every little

car passing by him. By the time he was carrying me to the hospital, I had fallen asleep. I woke up to the

doctors checking me and patching up my head, but I fell asleep again.

By the time I was feeling fine and waking up, I found Maddox sleeping in the chair near my bed. He had

asked for a private room for me. Reign was also in the room when she saw me waking up. She rushed

over and smiled at me, comforting me.

"Are you feeling okay now?" she asked, brushing her hand on my shoulder.

"I am fi—ne," I said, taking a deep breath, and then looking at Maddox.

"He was causing chaos, making doctors suffer so much by telling them how to do their work," she

smiled uncomfortably. The way her eyes shone when talking about Maddox reminded me of her love

confession for him.

"So, he is just sleeping now?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"He overworked himself," she laughed at him. He was cutely sleeping in a sitting position.

"Thank you so much for you two. I didn't know what would have happened if you two hadn't arrived in

time," I said, thanking her sincerely as I sat up.

“How did you guys find me here?" I asked, since it wasn't every day that Maddox came to the cafe and

asked for me.

“I saw in the cafe visiting you when I saw Flynn take you away," she explained how they found out

about me.

"Then I called this aggressive bull and ever since then, he had been on an edge. I was worried he

would crash his car into someone's," she joked, obviously hiding the tears in her eyes.

I don't know what it was, but it seemed like she was trying not to say much, but at the same time, her

eyes were speaking on her behalf.

"There is nothing going on between us," I had to say to calm her down. She started shaking her head

with a smile on her lips.

"It's okay. I mean it's not like him and I--," she took a deep breath and paused, "Even when we are

mates,' as soon as she told me the truth behind why she couldn't move on from him, I felt like I was

responsible for her suffering.

It was heartbreaking because, for a fated mate, this could mean a lot.

“I didn't know," I mumbled in guilt. "I am so sorry!" I felt like apologizing nonstop, but she smiled widely

and shook her head at me again.

"I know you are his mate, too. He told me about it," she said, "So, I don't know how it happened, but I

am assuming I am his second chance? I don’t know. All I know is that he didn't reject you, so—," she

looked very perplexed when trying to explain something to me that I already knew. I wish I could tell her

and explain things to her, but that would mean I would have to tell her the truth.

The truth was that she was his fated mate, and I was a weredragon's mate.

"He cares about you, more than he does for anyone." She didn't smile this time, but the pain was

visible on her face.

“Reign!" I sighed. "You don't have to worry about me. I am dating Zane." I said and had only finished

my sentence when I heard clearing his throat. I don't even know when he woke up.