Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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

Chapter 487 Overpowering Me. (Beatrice Dismay)

While she was examining him, I sneakily took off my bracelet and used the sharp secret corner to open the big lock the shackles had.

“What is she saying?” Mariah asked him, her eyes showing the anger she was feeling at the moment. I am sure she would not have asked him that question has she had not seen the bite on his l*ips.

“What? You are going to question me now?” Being frustrated made him vengeful enough to come up with a manipulation tactic to fool her. So he was kind of ready to expose his ugly face to her.

“I am asking you a question, and you are raising your voice at me?” One could tell she was waiting to be alone with him to have this conversation after the recent events made her lose her cool.

“Why is there a bite on your l*ip? How the hell did she manage to bite you? Were you that close to her? If so, why?” She approached him hastily and held his collar, sobbing almost instantly. “I am doing so much for you, and you are planning to keep her on your side?” She shook him up good until he grasped her wrist and freed himself. The angry grunt he let out silenced her for a second before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Her mate killed my mother. The last thing I have on my mind is a typical romance. I don’t care about her. I was only doing whatever I could to make Zane feel the pain I felt. The pain of losing someone who you love dearly,” he said, holding her by her arms and looking into her eyes, finally opening up to her.

“But–,” she uttered, still against the idea of watching him f*uc*k me.

whenever nobody else was. You had trust in me, and I want you to trust me this time too. It doesn’t matter what I do to her. You will remain my main—my Luna Queen. You will get to beat her around

her,” her voice broke as she began to

him. Was it love or her hunger for power? I couldn’t tell. But it was

her over his chest and k*issed her forehead. While the two were busy making love,

around my wrist was his idea. It saddened me to remember how he confided in me and told

down from her forehead and crushed his l*ips against hers. Great! Now I will have to watch them make out

No!

was done with her, he would turn his attention back at me. And the fact that he knew his sister was working for us, he might

me wonder what his plan would

face in his hands, saying, “Let me

now?” she asked with pleading

down,” the choice of his words was weird. He didn’ t want to believe his sister was working for us because she liked being with us. Instead, he believed

him once it was made clear

thought of it made me revolt and

all yours anyway,” he smiled, but then he walked away from