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.

at

a plan to help

let

painful jolted me into stepping away from the grass and

Don't

the direction of

are you?" I yelled, and suddenly the screams stopped. I felt my soul leaving

kept trying to look around

when a warm hand touched my shoulder, and I found my

you," said Pamela, who might have heard me yelling outside. She placed a hand

to get distracted,

around and then looked my way. "That must be the wind," she said,

said as I reached for the grass and gently pushed some aside with my hand. The problem was that the area was vast, and I couldn't do anything without knowing a little about

Tonight is a full moon. These rich brats transition without having any idea where to go. They usually get caught in a Hunter's

"The hunters?" I questioned.

She held my hand and almost dragged me behind her until I freed my hand and stopped to look back because

grass, which made me step back and look at Pamela. She didn’t look too frightened, so I

even waiting for

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

scanned me like a hungry beast made