Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

15-Make Him Stay In My Room For The Night

“Excuse me?” Helel gulped the food down his throat with difficulty and looked at me.

“I know you felt it too,” I said, watching him frown more.

“Don’t ever say that again,” he hissed, keeping his voice low. His muscles stretched, and his already buff body looked even more threatening.

“I don’t want to either. It’s not like I am dying to be mates with someone who can’t even protect me,” I said with a sassy attitude. I must look desperate to instigate him.

“Why do you say such things?” He frowned, obviously an- gry about me always taking a piss on his ability to fight.

“If you hurt me, I’ll hurt you too,” I stated without a delay. If he is going to say hurtful things, I’ll say them back.

“I’m a chameleon, Helel. I learn and absorb,” I stated, re- calling my mother’s words. She always told me I could be tamed. My master wants to tame me. But the sad part is, the more I learn from someone, the more I grow dependent on them.

“Listen, there has to be some kind of misconception here. Maybe your wolf woke up after a long time and, in utter des- peration, felt the mate bond with me.” He was still trying to find a loophole.

“Ha! My wolf was desperate. But what about your wolf?” I questioned him.

“You know what? I’m not keeping you safe.” He let out a scoff after I’d pissed him off enough.

mouth. I can never ask Flynn. He never made me addicted to him; he never taught me anything. So, not wanting him was easy for

the room with you? Didn’t he humiliate you?” Helel huffed at me, confusing me with his intentions. He didn’t want to protect me, and neither did he like me asking someone else for help. What does he want?

me safe,” I whispered under my breath.

room. I don’t care,” he fisted the counter and muttered the words while grabbing the bowl.

just hated the fact that I got

toast and wandered around until I saw Akin’s study. His door was left open. Something irked

so I marched in. His study was more like a

looking at the beauty of it until my eyes landed on his laptop. There was a

enormous table

heard

turned around, I saw him leaning against the open door and staring at

my head, “I don’t.”

Akin marched inside and steadily shut

are you in my study, Beatrice?” He asked politely

said. He leaned back on the table, his feet stretched out and resting on the

position, he looked taller than me. And I wasn’t small either,

fold- ed his arms over his beautiful blue suit, his eyes staring at me for

I felt shy in his presence. I couldn’t even raise my eyes to

calmly. It didn’t sound