Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

126-The Perverted Father

Maura’s POV:

I had to lower my eyes to gently massage my head. I was all wet and on the road, bleeding from my nose and my lips. A feeling of comfort shook me when Alpha King Zane squatted before me and held his hand out for me.

Lifting my face again, I was able to look him in the eyes. He was incredibly beautiful, just as everybody talked about him. His grey eyes wandered on my face before a frown took over his forehead. He took notice of my wounds.

As he kept his hand out for me, I hesitantly held it and got up from the ground with his support. Standing beside him made me realize he was extremely tall. I was 5 feet 9, so he has to be over 6 feet and 5, probably 6 feet 6.

“Are you alright?” He asked, his voice able to give me chills. He had a deep and raspy voice, but it was mostly the uniqueness of his gestures that made me want to listen to him all day.

“My lord! She is the reason my cow died,” my father spoke up once again as he saw Alpha King Zane’s sympathies were with me.

“Go change and rest! I will deal with this for you,” Alpha King Zane ordered me, freeing my hand from his strong and gigantic hand. I nodded to him and stepped aside, slowly making my way back home.

When I was a little farther from them, I vaguely turned around to see if he wasn’t beating up my father. My dad

come home and hit me back harder if Zane did some- thing

surprise, I found Zane giving my father money. I stopped dead in my tracks and glared at him for a while, clenching my jaw and feeling this rage bubbling in me. It is al- ways these rich assholes who think they can

the shed. I rushed over to Alpha King Zane with nothing but anger in my eyes. He saw

my tiptoes and smack him across his face. His face was to the side and it stayed there. He clenched his jaw but didn’t move a muscle for a few seconds while I lashed

rich Fuck!” I shouted, feeling tears run down

week ago and you assholes are al- ready coming over to buy me for a night. How would you act if that was your sister or mate?” I yelled in tears, feeling miser- able for not having a wolf. I was a late bloomer and that

I will fight till I die to survive and escape whoever thinks they can buy

turned to me and grabbed

shook my body and pulled

He asked, his eyes glaring into my soul.

father that money to buy more cows and not hit you again,” he muttered, shaking me a little more but bringing me closer to his

asked as I realized what I have done. I should

for a few seconds. In fact, he kept his eyes on

and then added, “You are lucky that I didn’t mind your slap. Normally, I

Biting my bottom lip, I turned around and bolted back to the shed. Once I was in the shed, I sat down with the