Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 440 I Cannot Join You (Maddox Spade)

“You were always a nice one, brother,” he whispered, making a shiver run down my spine.

“Zane! Let me go. There is something wrong with my body,” I insisted as I felt something liquid run down my shirt.

“Zane!” I requested it again, as I didn’t want to forcefully push him away and hurt his feelings. 1 knew he had been very sensitive these days, so maybe his brother getting out of his embrace would hurt him.

“Zane!” Finally, once 1 couldn’t take it anymore, I fought and freed myself. As soon as we separated, I saw something in his hand —something that sent shivers up my spine.

There was a bloody dagger in his hand.

The blood was mine. As I lowered my head, I saw the wound he had left in me.

I was too stunned to speak or even ask him what he had done.

“This—,” I stuttered, stepping back and gently pressing my hand on the wound. Zane had straightened his back, and there were big tears leaving his eyes, but he looked almost emotionless.

“What are —,” I gasped as he pulled closer and stabbed me again. It wasn’t a mistake, then. He knew what he was doing, and he didn’t seem to stop.

face, and it almost gave me goosebumps, but before I could even question

She joked, but went suddenly silent when she

her? He just came here and found out about

still not know?” Huia shook her head in

hold up her side of the deal. So, I told her what she needed to know, but I didn’t tell her that

to live?” She rolled her

someone so evil, and on top of it, she

else, either? Why not stay here and serve the

her eyes dramatically and

but heartbroken, too. This was not something 1 ever

weakly. I felt like plan.

shook his head, and after

to happen, but what do I do? You tell me.” his voice was so calm that

asked with

had to die, brother,” he whispered. “You have

just staring

my twins sacrifice. You see, there is a mistress of doomsday; there is a man from hell; there is a dark night; and there is a white savior. And then there was a white goat—the one we had to sacrifice. Now I am sure Beatrice would never hurt you or anyone else, so I have to do it myself I have to start it, and for that to happen, the white goat has to be sacrificed,” Zane’s words stung like a bee to me. He then looked over at me and mumbled. “But that doesn’t mean I never loved you. You will always hold a special place in my heart. You will always be the brother who believed in me. Hence, I have to become the best and take over the world. I will not let your sacrifice

meant to be like that,” he whispered in my ear, and the