Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

248-Make Love To Me.

Maura's POV:

Beatrice going missing had me worried until I got an update from Pamela that she had been found and

was recovering in the hospital.

"I don't know why that poor girl can't take a break," I said to my mom, helping her move her arms

around. She had been stuck here, immobile, for so long that her limbs were all frozen. I would come

downstairs whenever I could to quickly help her with her needs.

It wasn't easy to watch that man walk into the basement and torture my mother, but I was keeping

myself calm and waiting for the right moment to attack him.

"You said she is a weredragon too? How did she survive in the open for so long? Has she found her

pendant already?" Mom asked in a soft whisper. She didn't have enough strength in her body to raise

her voice.

“No! Unfortunately, she hasn't found her either. But her mom got her some pills that help keep her

dragon in check," I explained it to mom and she nodded.

"There was another friend of hers who had his pendant. It was that guy Alpha King lost his life after," I

recalled, my heart filled with sorrow at the memory of Alpha King Helel. He was the kindest soul I've

ever known.

“Actually, he didn't die for him. He did it for the happiness of Beatrice." I knew why he would have done

it. They were not real siblings or stepsiblings for too long, so there is no way he did it because he

thought of her as his sister.

He got carried away with loving her. That's what had been bothering me a little. I have seen the way

Alpha King Akin cares about her. I also knew Alpha King Maddox would do anything to make sure she

remained safe. Alpha King Helel sacrificed everything for her. So now only Zane was left. I didn't know

how to think about it. Pamela had been telling me that she had been seeing Zane and Beatrice

together a lot.

"An alpha king sacrificed himself for a she-dragon?" Mom sounded perplexed. I gave her a nod before

feeding her soup.

Her body was too weak to consume any solid food at this point. I wish I could free her and take her out.

“Now you must go. Don't let him find you here," mom said the instant she was full. I knew even she had

spent her entire life in here, she wasn't in a hurry to leave. In fact, the only thing that worried her was

my safety.

Giving her a goodbye kiss for the night, I ran upstairs to grab my phone and then made my way into the

cowshed.

I just couldn't help but miss Zane.

With tears in my eyes, I started texting him.

Me: Do you have a minute?

Me: Do you hate me because I'm not a werewolf?

Me: Did I fail to please you that day?

I was crying when I desperately messaged him.

I didn't even realize I was squashing all my ego and dignity when I begged him to tell me what I could

do to make him stay.

For some reasons, my heart was racing inside my chest as if Zane were with someone else.

The more I thought about that horror, the more desperately I rang his phone until he finally picked.

“He picked up my call," I said in shock. I was so stunned that for a moment, I couldn't even say hello to

him.

“So you are not gonna talk?" He spoke from the other side, his voice making me lose my heartbeat.

“Zane!" I whispered and started bawling.

“Why are you crying, Maura? Did something happen?" He asked as if he cared, but I didn't question it. I

was too happy, thinking he was concerned about me again.

“It's just that—I miss you." I bit my bottom lip, taking heavy breaths. "But I don't know how to win your

heart back. I know I fucked up when I told you I'm not a werewolf—,' I paused when he interrupted me.

“You can bring dead beings to life. That's not something to be ashamed of," I heard him recall. He sorts

of confused me by admiring my ability to do something different from others.

However, I was still uncertain if he was mocking me or genuinely complimenting me.

“Only if they died in their animal form,” I corrected him, thinking maybe he said it because he recalled

his brother again?

“Hm!" He went silent again, and my heart began to beat harder.

"Zane! Do you not like me anymore?" I asked in tears, dreading to hear his response.

“Who said I don't?" he said.

“But you don't even come to meet me anymore. You don't even answer my calls,' I sobbed, begging

him to stop ignoring me.

“Don't cry! I've been just a little too busy these days. I will come over; just don't cry,“ he said, sounding

blunt, but at least he said this much.

“Can you come tonight to make love to me?" I asked, feeling awkward and ashamed of myself, but

when in love, these things don't matter. Especially when that person can give you a better life and take

you away from everything horrible.

After a brief silence, he mumbled, "Sure! Go to the shed. I will you there in a few minutes." I don't know

what that tone was, but it sounded off. As if he were guilty for meeting me.

As he had asked me, I stayed in the shed, and as promised, he showed up. The moment I found him

standing at the door of the shed, I got up from the ground and rushed into his arms. He didn't cage me

in his muscular arms for a few minutes until I began to break the hug. That's when he slowly wrapped

his arms around me and lowered his face while I raised mine.

He had no idea how desperately I had been waiting to be this close to him again. And with a very

passionate kiss to my lips, he proved that he was back.