Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

13-Her Amazing Body

Helel’s POV:

“We will just clean up her wounds and—,” Akin paused when his phone rang in his shorts’ pockets.

“I’m in my room. Why?” He answered the call, looking anx- ious.

“Oh! I’ll be right there,” He hung up and slapped his fore- head.

“Please don’t tell me that was her mother,” I asked, point- ing at Beatrice.

“That was the elder of the council. Zane and Flynn left home at midnight and vandalized some abandoned build- ings.” I could hear the tiredness in Akin’s voice. It has become a routine. The instant those two get into an argument, they go out and vandalize buildings to get their anger out.

Later, Akin and I have to clean up the mess after them.

“Don’t tell me you are leaving me alone here,” I asked when I watched him get out of bed.

“It’s not like I have a choice. I’ll go check up on those two before somebody comes here and gets us both occupied. You take care of her while I go deal with this mess,” Akin probably didn’t hear when Zane said Beatrice acts differently when she is not on her meds.

was making me feel guilty. And now that I have to clean her wound, I

Hel com-mented, as he noticed how slow I became when

Hel, who thought the

again. 8 was right around the corner. I don’t want her to

her up, my hand behind her neck. For a minute, I

Guilt took over me once again the moment my eyes traveled to her

happened if we agreed to sleep here last night.’ It

going to be our stepsister,’ I retorted angrily, shaking my head at him for even thinking that. It is disgusting to think of her in

happened; did you hear me?’ |

was scared. She thought that would make us stay. Now that I’m thinking, I can only imagine how afraid she was to even suggest something like that.’ My

just say, what if she did take off her clothes and cuddle with us? Then what?’ Hel

my point clear to him,

that doesn’t change the fact that these mothers and daughters came here

clock and a wave of anxiety crossed me. I didn’t even notice when the time passed. It was 9 am already. Have I been silently looking at

drops of blood dripping down her neck, even after putting on so many ban-

what she does when she is not on her pills. I was now uncomfortable, holding her so close and stick- ing my hand behind her neck. Her blood had dried

was back to normal. She blinked those big eyelashes for a mo. ment before