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Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2
Chapter 381
Helel Spade:
‘We are going to reject her today,’ I told her as I made my way in the direction of the cabin. I would always try to go
there to see Beatrice but would get rejected.
Because Beatrice had expressed her last wish to stay away from me until she woke up, I wasn’t allowed anywhere
near her cabin. Though it hurt me a million times, I had to understand where she was coming from. She wasn’t sure
how much I had changed and maybe feared I would hurt her.
“I am not getting closer,” I told the guard as he tried squaring up. I didn’t want to kill him and reduce the security
around the cabin. And neither did I plan to cause her distress.
I just wanted to see her once before I went back to the mansion and rejected Gwen. I was sad that Akin had
ordered these guards to keep me away from Beatrice. Of every one, I didn’t expect him to do that to me. But then
again, he was only thinking about Beatrice’s safety and her wishes.
After wandering around the cabin for a few minutes, I finally made my way back to the road. I didn’t love driving
anymore. My legs were in great shape, so I liked using them most of the time. Once I have walked my way back to
the mansion, I let out a sigh. Old memories of my brothers and I playing in the garden, transitioning, and teasing
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteach other rushed before my vision. I don’t know what happened to us, but we were not the same anymore.
It’s been some time since I’ve stepped foot in this mansion. So, walking back inside seemed a little terrifying to me.
I had a fear that my brothers would act up when watching me. They have made it clear that they don’t feel safe
around me. They were seem like I would jump on them for the little things they did wrong. My judgement of right
and wrong deeds wasn’t that bad, but they would never understand.
I made my way into the living room and felt a huge wave of discomfort. I wanted to cry as I missed my brothers
and Beatrice, but I wouldn’t.
“Gwen!” I called out for her, taking a deep breath and looking around. Everything seemed the same but everyone
was missing. I think she was the only one in the mansion at that time, so I picked the right time to do this.
“GWEN!” I raised my voice and finally saw the light in her room light up. After a few minutes, she opened the door
and stared at me, still buttoning up the green sweater.
“I am assuming you wouldn’t want to get inside the room?” she commented as she walked out wearing blue shorts
and a green sweater.
“I have come here to talk about something important,” I said. She was right. I didn’t want to be in any room with
her. She needed to know that what happened wasn’t me accepting her.
“Is it about that day?” she asked, and, after receiving a nod from me, she smiled to herself. “I knew it meant
nothing. You don’t have to worry yourself so much,” she smiled in disbelief, “You never gave me a hint, so I knew
what I was doing was only a one-time thing, and then, after I chased you to the bathroom, I heard you talk and
curse out pretty’ loudly. So I knew you would not want that mistake to define us,” she nodded, thankfully
understanding and saying it all herself instead of making me say it.
“Well, then it is good. I was just worried that—,” I paused, “I honestly didn’t plan to sleep with you or ever accept
you. I am sure you knew very well that I love Beatrice and that no matter what, I will never be over her. She is very
important to me. So, if you don’t mind—,” I didn’t finish because she nodded vigorously.
“You don’t have to say it. I will not tell a single soul,” she promised, but if she thought that was all I was here for,
then she was wrong. There was actually something else.
“Gwen! I want us to reject each other,” as soon as she heard me say that, she gasped but then hid it behind a weak
smile.
“I guess I shouldn’t act surprised,” she smiled with teary eyes.
“I kind of saw it coming,” she then added and cleared her throat, “so, that is it then. You reject me, and I accept the
rejection,” she said, bobbling her head in understanding, “Go ahead, do it,” she said.
After taking a deep breath, I mumbled, “I, Dark knight Helel—,”
“Helel?” Before the rejection could proceed, Akin said my name as he entered the living room with the others
following him.
I didn’t know they were having a whole shindig here. Everyone had joined the living room in the next few minutes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I am so happy you came,” Akin came forward and hugged me. I sneakily glanced at Gwen, who looked a little
relieved that we couldn’t go through with the rejection at the moment. But sooner or later, we were doing it.
“Yeah,” I tapped my hand on his back before watching Maddox, who steadily stepped closer and placed his hand on
mv hand.
As Akin broke into the hug, Maddox gave me a side hug, but Zane restrained.
“We are glad you have come. There has been a problem that needed all of our attention,” Zane spoke up but kept
his eyes to the side.
Colt gave me a welcoming, warm smile, and so did Reign. There must be something big happening, or else they
wouldn’t be gathered around like this.
“What is going on? Is Beatrice, okay?” I asked, since they never truly shared with me what they were doing in
regard to the pendant.
“Actually, somebody called me today. He claimed he has her pendant,” Akin spoke up while everybody else started
taking a seat.
“Who?” I asked in confusion. The silence between my asking that question and Akin taking a deep breath made us
all anxious. All eyes were on Akin as he calmed down before revealing the identity of the person. “Her weredragon
mate.”