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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 152

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

Chapter 152 – I Am A Product Of A Sad Incident.

“Maddox!” I called out for him, but he was looking red with anger. He didn’t spare me a second glance and lunged at Colt, who was not at all ready for this kind of reaction.

I watched Maddox punch Colt in the stomach, and when Colt had to bend over, Maddox elbowed him in the back. The power Maddox held and the f*orc*e he applied when hitting Colt made a cracking noise from Colt’s body.

One could tell he had broken bones from Maddox’s beating. But that didn’t satisfy Maddox. He kept kicking and punching Colt while the other one didn’t do anything.

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“Maddox stop!” I yelled, wanting to get out, but it was too slippery, so I fell into the bathtub again.

“Do you know who she is?” Maddox screamed at Colt, holding him by his neck and forcing him against the wall, “She is my f*uc*king mate that you slept with.” Those words from Maddox explained his rage. Seeing me in that state made Maddox think he had caught us having s*e*x.

“That is not true. He was only helping me,” I yelled, panicking as Maddox started choking Colt without any intention of leaving him alive. I got up in the tub, and the instant I took a step out of it, my other foot slipped, and I landed in the bathtub. But this time, it was different. I hit my head, and my body lost the power to get back up on my feet again.

I stood there and watched the ceiling turn blurry. The blood in the bathtub slowly began to turn crimson. My breaths were irrational, and I wheezed like a dying fish.

“Beatrice!” Maddox finally noticed me and ran over to the tub. By the time he hunched over me, my eyes had completely shut down. I went into a deep slumber while Colt was left at the mercy of Maddox.

I had no clue how things would go from here, but I was sure as hell worried for Colt, even when the blood from my head had filled the bathtub.

I must have been taken back to the mansion because when I started waking up and taking back my consciousness, I found myself in the comfort of my bedroom. In fact, I had bandages all over my head, and it seemed like not a few hours but days had passed.

It was difficult for me to process everything the minute I opened my eyes. Taking deep breaths, I looked around, still comprehending everything, until the memory of what happened in the cabin flashed before my eyes.

I instantly rose from my bed, but the lack of motion in the past days made me dizzy enough to lie down instantly.

“Hey! She has woken up.” I heard someone call for every- one, informing them of my awakening. I pushed myself up and saw my mother rush ahead of everyone else. She seemed to be in a state of hysteria after watching me.

“Bea!” She jumped into the bed and crawled closer to me.

“I am sorry. I don’t know what happened to me that night, but fear and panic about losing you made me lose my temper,” she continued, now that it was just the two of us.

“You hit me like I was your worst enemy. You frea—king burned my body.” I complained, clenching as I refused to fall for her sugar-coated lies.

“I know what I did, and I cannot justify my actions. But I will say, I was angry because— this is how I got fooled too,” she muttered and held her hands to her chest.

“Do you think I am a heartless person who would hit her daughter for nothing? My anger knew no limits at that time. I was reminded of the foolery I have performed in my time.” She was finally speaking about her past.

And even though I hated the sight of her, I was calm. That wasn’t the first time she’d beaten me up like that. The only difference was that I was not apologizing this time after get- ting beat up.

“I was once just like you-sweet and naïve. But Beatrice! That landed me in a mess. You must be wondering how the hell I gave birth to a weredragon when I am only a werewolf,” she asked, and tears formed in her eyes.

“I was ra*** by a weredragon,” she finished, making my body squirm uncomfortably.

“You are a result of it,” she added, letting tears fall down her eyes.

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