Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

265-Found My Lost Identity.

*1 don't understand. I don't know anything." I refused to let him into my head, but now it was getting difficult to ignore the words he was saying.

They meant something.

'How about we talk to my mommy dearest? The lady your mother stole her mate from?’ He clenched his jaw, making me realize they knew about my mother all along. We were idiots to think we were living with creepy people, and they have not spied on us till now.

'Mommy! Come here, the weredragon is awake." His calling my kind was a big shock to me.

In no time, Pamela walked into the room with my pill bottle in her hands.

'What are you doing with those?’ I yelled in panic, instantly feeling cold air brush against my body and causing me to shiver.

'Oh! These?" She opened the lid and shook the bottle, listening to the noise those pills created.

’Please don't do this. I am not the one who did you wrong," I said as I shuddered and crawled back into the wall, thinking that would help me.

about. It is not like I am holding you here in my son's room forthat reason," she scoffed, laughing as

asked her in a murmur, wondering why my mother didn’t text me or tell me to not return to the fields. It was as if she sold me just to save

daughter of my mate. In fact, you are not even a child of Scarlet.’ That smirk forming across her lips left me petrified, but it

I gasped. As if the night hadn't given me the biggest

daughter but not exactly a werewolf. I knew my dumbass mate was a werewolf and so is Scarlet, so how the hell—," she paused, tilting her head and giving me a chance to

dormant," I explained with whatever energy and strength were left

she didn't

be born, which meant you were already a few months old by the time her daughter was a few months old.

monster. Sorry that my brain was slow and not

me anxiety. I didn't care if I never got those pills again, but I have promised someone that I will give her

was worried about

is that you are not Scarlet's daughter." Now that Markus had said it

numb for a minute as I recalled all the times I endured her beatings because she told me she was my mother and was only

child who went through so much abuse that she didn't want to accept she had been fooled and could have escaped had she known

warrior and got pregnant—,’ I stopped talking when