Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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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.
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"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.