Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

188-Something Is In The Tall Grass

Beatrice's POV:

It's been a few days since I joined the cafe and I have been staying with Pamela. Mom' s patience seemed to be wearing off once reality started to settle in. She was not ready to go back to this lifestyle.

I wasn't too sure what I was looking forward to anymore. A part of me died with Helel that day. I have tried to occupy my mind with countless thoughts that didn't include the brothers and Helel, but every time I went to bed, I failed.

I couldn’t stop remembering the words Helel said in front of his father and everyone.

"Go to sleep, Beatrice. You have work to do in the morning," mom must have heard me sniffle when she mumbled. We shared a bed here.

As I previously stated, life here was not luxurious, but it was still superior to any other option at the time.

"I need some fresh air," I whispered, rolling out of bed in exhaustion.

The work at Cafe wasn’t too comfortable for me. I was mostly in the kitchen and forbidden from coming out in front of anyone. The word went out about me, and everybody started hating on me, calling me a black widow who had seduced her stepbrothers and ended up killing one.

Mom didn't bother as I walked out of the room and headed straight towards the exit.

It was full moon, so the werewolves were going crazy outside. The howling could be heard even from across the tall grass.

in front of the house, staring at the moon, which stood higher in the

I was already making a plan to

Fucking let

me into stepping

Nooo! Don't

again, the girl screamed in agony. I gulped, trying to locate the direction of

suddenly the

I shouted again, hugging myself miserably, and kept trying to look around in search of the owner

warm hand touched my shoulder, and I found my

to scare you," said Pamela, who might have heard me yelling

call for help.’ Deciding not to get distracted, I

be the wind," she said,

I heard someone call for help twice," I said as I reached for the grass and gently pushed some aside with my hand. The

must be the werewolves. Tonight is a full moon. These rich brats transition without having any idea where to go. They usually get caught in a Hunter's trap and then cry for help,' she

"The hunters?" I questioned.

before you catch a cold." She held my hand and almost dragged me

out from behind the grass, which made me step back and look at Pamela. She didn’t look

for

boy looked like he would probably be in his early twenties. His dark black hair and jet-black

a hungry beast made me