Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

143-Another Thirsty Mate

Helel left me alone in the kitchen after he displayed disap- pointment. I couldn’t even stop him because his hatred for weredragons was enough to scare me off.

In the next two days, I had to attend school even though I was extremely terrified that my mom would arrive and beat me up.

They had worked on our school’s building and made it look brand new again. It was weird to be back at school and face Mariah, who was already wandering in the hallway with her friends.

“Hey!” Before she could approach me, I heard Flynn’s voice from behind me. I didn’t stop and kept walking in the di-rection of the lockers.

“Beatrice!” He rushed over and stood beside my lockers.

“What are you wearing?” he asked the first thing when I stopped at my locker.

I looked down at my white skirt, and the most prominent thing was my cleavage. Although the blue top had a deep cleavage, it wasn’t something I was wearing exclusively. There was no dress code at school today, so I wanted to wear some- thing cute and naughty. However, Flynn looked flustered.

“If you are asking this question because you are im- pressed and want to buy this dress for someone or yourself, then I can give you details of what she is wearing. But if you are asking this because you think it is inappropriate, then I have only one thing to say to you—–” I paused to narrow my eyes at his face. “I’m sorry, but who are you?” I nodded with a stern face while he looked shocked.

scoffed, his glare deepening

months and suddenly you are coming back to remind me that I have an incompetent mate who made fun of me in- stead of accepting me when it was the right time?” I said as I recalled the horrible first day of school. I relied

threw it all away just to please

my eyes to grow wider and watch him in disbelief. He really thought

I bobbed my head.

don’t you meet me in the empty classroom at the end of

planning to bully me again, are you?” I asked in

back to point at the hallway where he would be waiting

hallway, and decid- ed what to do. He wasn’t wrong about the fact that we were

follow the trail and reach the classroom. With my heart pumping hard in my chest, I pushed the door open and walked into the empty room. He turned around from the window when he heard that I

you have to say,” I said, gently folding

should never have pranked, or in other words, belittled you. You were my mate, my fated mate, and I fucked up. I was the one who convinced you that we

look away from him for a minute. After he was done talking, he waited for

I felt icky but couldn’t

I smirked as I

looking petrified of