Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

270-His Priority!

"No!" I protested as I watched Zane get on the ground, still rubbing his eyes. I didn't know how they made a powder like this but it was supposed to be injected and not just sprinkled into someone's eyes.

"Where did you get this powder from? How are you able to cause hallucinations just by sprinkling it on the eyes?" I yelled at Pamela, who was focusing on the other bottle that she was going to give to Markus to enter Zane's nightmares.

"What?" that's when she stopped and frowned, staring at me blankly.

"You—/ I too shut up when my eyes traveled to Zane, who slowly raised his head and opened his eyes to reveal all black in them.

"You are not supposed to sprinkle it," Zane muttered under his breath, causing shivers down everyone's spine.

I never knew his wolf had all-black eyes but nonetheless, he wasn't under the control of the powder. The only thing that caused him to lose his balance was the powder sprinkling in his mouth.

So I could tell he was a little under the impression but not too much.

"I—," Pamela panicked, reaching for the drawer to grab the other bottle.

"You lied to me. You kept my princess here and—," Zane closed his eyes as he grunted, his eyes focusing on Markus only when they opened.

"She is not yours. She is my food!* Markus yelled as he too started the transition.

will wrap that filthy tongue of yours around your neck and choke you,*

deep that even

watching two beasts get ready for a war. Pamela was busy filling the

with spiky claws. His teeth were the size of my

of a lycan but he wasn't one. He was some

on the other hand, was a bulkier wolf with black furs. They were so black that almost none of the features could be seen except for his white canines, protruding

attacked Markus before we could even see it coming. The two collided against the wall and broke half of the portion to the ground. Pamela got knocked over as

breaths. I

was from the two throwing each other at the walls and slowly bringing the walls

to get the attention of anyone from the surroundings. The house would come

be buried under the brick walls and die. I was pretty much a

recalled the bottle Pamela was playing

ag—-in," Pamela grunted, steadily lifting her head from the ground and pushing her

my pills?" I screamed

looked so angry at me as if it was my fault that they would never

angrily, grabbing another injection and coming over

her get closer and then yank my head back to shove my pill in my mouth. Since I saw it was my pill,

messed up