Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

274-The Ugly Truth.

'I don't even know what to say to comfort you." he whispered. "Lost truth and dirty secrets can be killing. I can never imagine not knowing my parents." Once the mention of his parents was brought up. I broke the hug but stayed close to him.

’Did Pamela tell you about your parents?” he asked.

’No!" I lied, "but she talked about her mate." It was at this moment that I pulled away from him so that I could see his face clearly for a reaction.

’Elex! Remember that name?" I took a pause to gather courage when talking about the weredragons: "He was supposedly killed by the weredragons, but then tell me why- why did Pamela confess to his murder?" I questioned him, watching his eyes grow.

’What do you mean? Why would she confess to his murder? Maybe she was trying to scare you by telling you how dangerous she can be." He looked so confused that he gave an excuse for her confession.

’No! The fact that she hid a monster and fed it to others was enough for me to know she is dangerous and evil. She told me specifically why she killed her mate. She was angry at him for having an affair with that woman and having a child with her. So she killed him and your father— he helped her hide the truth and point fingers at the weredragons," I stated while watching his face turn dark.

’Why would dad help her?" He was raising his voice against his knowledge.

’Because she knew his secret," I said and got up from the couch to stand at a distance from him. The look he was giving me was enough to conclude he was scared his parents had hidden something from him.

shun the weredragons out so that the truth can never come out," I

emotionally attached to this story when, in reality, it was quite the

a long time, they were told lies, and the war was seen as a gesture of triumph and love from a lord to his subjects. However, it was just an opposite situation where the innocents were

as he heard me say that, he shook his head

never steal someone's babies." he refused to believe, and I don't blame

is not capable of stealing someone else's babies?" I was no longer whispering the truth to him. Without my knowledge. I raised my voice at

their own,’ he scoffed, looking agitated as if he believed it

child. Akin. They freaking—," that was all

had been dragged to hell. The little step he took

about it like this. I

gagged a little. ’No way somebody ate babi­es,” he covered his mouth in his hand and flinched

didn't have to feel bad, but

I walked after him to

him to know his truth so that he can help himself and do something about his condition." I

when walking into the house with some