Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

288-1 Am Guilty.

Maura's POV:

"I am sorry I almost forgot your mother is a weredragon," he then shook his head and rolled his eyes, trying to stay awake.

"It is okay/ I said as I kept staring at him. He hadn't said anything bad or expressed his anger towards my requesting of him to help a weredragon, but I am guessing he was going to do it now.

"Maura! It is will be a bit difficult to help you but I will do my best. She is a weredragon and I believe she is at a point where she needs to transition and recover from the years of long torture. I will suggest you don't give her the pills immediately and let her transform into a safe environment," he mumbled under his breath, scratching his stomach and gulping down the rest of the wine.

He was wasted at this point, so I couldn't argue with him about how once she transitions, somebody will see and hurt her.

So I didn't do much and helped him walk over to the couch and lie down.

"You need to rest,' I said to him, taking the bottle out of his hand and leaving it near the table.

“The mountain has some hunters—so be wary of the —area and don't go around—,“ he was speaking in his sleep at this point. I watched him change his side and doze off.

There was a narrow hallway at the entrance, leading to a room that then opened to the living room. There was another room on the opposite side of this room and with that room was a kitchen. My mother was sleeping in that room and since we haven't removed the shackles from around her wrist yet, I

and kept staring at his face. There was this guilt inside me that wouldn't let me rest. Although I was tired,

much for me and I did this to her," I rubbed my hands on my face and stepped away from Zane. It seemed

myself an explanation, but nothing seemed appropriate

unintentionally I grew jealous of Beatrice. It has to be in the back of my hand that I didn't think twice and handed

memory of Beatrice's innocent face, I realized I need to correct what I

could have asked Zane and come clean

messed her up, so I should take responsibility

in a hurry and started walking

me since I was used to walking miles every

my life depended on it,

that I have come to fight Ubel.

engulfed in silence. He has to be in the basement. Just the thought of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all my fault. God knows how she must have

certain he was in the basement because the basement door was left open. He had been doing this for so long that he didn't fear anybody would catch him. Besides, nobody would ever visit us, so

hid behind the wall. I was shaking while holding that vase. Either I would save her or I will get my

then head toward the door to peek