Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

124-Chain The Weredragon

I had to let Helel walk with me to meet Colt, who had been sitting at the end with his head turned to look outside the window.

I marched over and sat down with him while Helel took a minute to greet the owner and meet with everyone who was greeting and bowing to him.

“Such a crazy life these Alpha King have,” Colt said, ex- pressing his interest in the respect of being thrown at Helel.

“Right!” I didn’t want to say anything else.

“You look great. Did you get ready for him?” Colt sudden- ly brought up my attire, making me bite my lip awkwardly.

“What? No!” I sounded offended, as I scoffed and straightened my posture. It was then that I cocked my face to the side and noticed that Helel had heard us.

“I wouldn’t waste a minute doing anything special for him,” I said loudly so that Helel could hear that too. He joined us in the next second and stubbornly grabbed the menu, al- most showing aggression.

“You ran away the other day! May I ask why?” Helel then asked Colt, roughly looking through the menu.

“I told you he didn’t run away. He met me in the morning and bid goodbye,” I interrupted him and turned to him.

“We have cameras in the mansion, Beatrice!” Helel shut me up when she explained how stupid I was sounding for ly- ing so shamelessly.

of the footage. But I want to know why he sneaked out like a thief.” Thankfully, Helel added to the conversation

insecure,” I said, stubbornly raising my chin.

me frown while he

staring at each other like we were ready to fight when

hands on the table to turn to

something to show me?” he asked, re-

weapon, but nothing popped up.” I pulled the page out of my bag and handed it over to him.

Colt was holding back. He would casually shift in his chair and then steal a glance at

would know about this?” Helel asked, as expected. I believe that’s why Colt hadn’t said a

behalf once again, and that irked Helel into ignoring me and turning to call for

girl appeared with a notepad in her hands. I saw Colt, lifting his face from the pa- per and scanning her from head to toe before indulging in the

he didn’t

said, shyly tugging the strands wandering on her face be- hind her hair as she chatted with Helel.

her, but a gentle tap on the back

pointing at the

salad,” Helel by then was already

you like, Colt?” Helel asked me instead of asking

you were his tongue.” After seeing the

just have a latte.” I had only opened my mouth to

some solid food. Whatever you have best on the menu, I will get it all,” Colt said to the waitress and passed her a flirtatious smile. Helel swiftly turned to me to see my