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.

understand the layout of the house. 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

in front of Zane and kept staring at his face. There was this guilt inside me that wouldn't let me rest. Although

was doing so much for me and I did this to her," I rubbed my hands on my face and stepped away from Zane. It seemed like I changed because of him. Or

myself an explanation, but nothing

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

guilt and memory of Beatrice's innocent face, I realized I

myself. I could have asked Zane

her up, so

the house in a hurry and

be that far for me since I was used

I had to rush. After sprinting as if my life depended on it, I finally saw the house in distance and my heartbeat raced inside

first time that I have come to fight

thought of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all my fault. God knows how she must have felt when she woke up to

door was left open. He had been doing this

the kitchen on the side and hid behind the wall. I was shaking while holding that vase. Either I would save her or

upstairs and then head