Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

292-But I Trusted Him!

Maura's POV:

I was running barefoot after I got too scared of Beatrice's dragon, tripped, and lost my shoes. By the

time I was in the mountains again, I was a mess.

'I am so sorry!" I don't remember how many times I have apologized to Beatrice, but it didn't seem

enough. I was hugging myself and walking on the road, making my way back home, when I kept

thinking about Zane.

’He deserves someone like Beatrice!" I whispered, "The two of them are perfect for each other-loving

and kind,” I uttered this as realization began to strike me.

What I did to her was somehow influenced by my attraction and love for Zane. The love that makes you

do something so evil is toxic.

I wish I could go back in time and stop myself from making that mistake, but it is impossible.

’It is okay; she survived," I told myself, since I didn't have a wolf who could comfort me. I was a freaking

Huldra with no special powers. All I could do was comfort the animals and bring them back to life. How

the heck was this even fair to me?

Should I have been a hybrid?

No! I had to be a huldra. Being weak was the reason, along with other messed up reasons, that I made

such a crude decision for Beatrice.

'Oh Gosh! My head hurts," I whined, reaching the house with the thought that I would get to hug my

mother. She said she was a weredragon babysitter. I will hug her and confess to everything, then

apologize. Together, we will take our princess back home, even if she punishes me there.

The thought of seeing my mother sleep in peace after so long was the only thing that kept me walking

toward the house.

However, my karma had arrived before me.

'Why is the door open?" I gasped as I reached the house and saw the door wide ajar.

’Zane!" I ran into the house looking for him, but instead, I found the living room empty. He was gone.

’Mom!" I called for my mom next, not being too loud because if she was sleeping, I wouldn't want to

bother her.

Maybe Zane was too drunk and left without thinking about closing the door. The excuse I’d made for

him in my mind no longer comforted me when I found my mother missing.

*N0!’ I gasped, feeling chills running up and down my spine, "MOM!' I cried loudly this time, looking

around the house like a crazy person.

'What the heck! Mom! Where are you?" I was crying and looking everywhere for her when my eyes

landed on the chains that were supposed to be around her wrists.

’SHIT!" I cursed, grabbing the chains and running out of the house in search of her.

’MOM!" I yelled as loudly as I could, looking everywhere desperately for her. Maybe she transitioned

and flew around to experience what she had been missing for years.

Those accusations meant nothing because the truth was that my mother was missing and so was the

alpha king Zane.

'What if he took her to prison? No! He wouldn't do that without chains," I slapped my head for thinking

he could do something like that. I ran back into the house to look for a phone. Zane told me he had

kept the necessary things in the house, so there has to be a phone. I couldn't find a phone-anything at

all to call for help.

I was stunned. My body was shaking. But at least I knew he didn't take her to present her before the

counselors. However, she was still missing. If she had transitioned and somebody saw her, they would

tell Lord Vasquez, and then I wouldn't ever be able to save my mother. I checked every single corner of

the house and around this time, it was pretty certain that she wasn't in the house.

I ran out again in search of her. I don't even know how far I got into the mountains when a feeling of

terror started to take over me.

MOM! Please come bac—," I was running around when I saw a pool of blood, and in that pool of blood

was something I recognized to be my mother's head.

’No! No! that's not possible," I shivered, slowing down when approaching her remains.

’How is tha—t possible,’ I shook my head repeatedly, punching my arms to wake up from this terrifying

dream.

"You cannot die; you just got your freedom back,’ I dropped on my knees in her blood and gently

touched her skin, ’No! fuck no!" I retreated and began to howl.

’The hunters! No! mom!" I recalled what Zane had told me about the hunters. She didn' t even seem

like she was in the process of transitioning. They fucking killed her.

But why? What has she ever done to anyone?

’Mom! Wake up. Your Maura is here! She needs you,’ I sobbed, unable to reach for her head. It was so

unfair to me. After living my life under abuse for years and thinking my mother had passed away

peacefully somewhere years ago, I found her again just to lose her, but this time, I knew she didn't die

peacefully.

'We were this close to ha—-ppiness!' I took a deep breath while warm tears reached my cheeks. If

karma had to be struck by someone, it should have been me. Why my mother?

’You are not going to wake up? Even if I tell you I will never speak to you again?' My voice was coming

out in whimpers. Everything had stopped around me.

'It is okay; I will wake you up, mom!" I then determinedly loosened my long, red hair and reached for my

mother's head with difficulty. Her skin was still warm when I touched her.

I closed my eyes and prayed for her awakening, "Wake up," I mumbled, doing whatever I could do or

whatever power I could use.

But nothing happened!

I opened my eyes to her being dead-painfully dead.