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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 223

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

Chapter 223 – Take My Hand!

Flynn didn’t get engaged that day, but Lord Vasquez told Pamela to pack all the food and hand it over to the guests when they leave. He was so embarra*s*sed that he didn’t even leave his room all this time.

“You did it because—” Akin voiced, joining me from behind while I waited for Pamela to sort stuff out and leave the mansion.

Lord Vasquez had said in clear words that he doesn’t want me in his mansion again.

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“Because it was the right thing to do,” I shrugged, still mad at him over the fact that he had a girl on the side and was trying to show care for me.

“I thought Beatrice liked to be honest. You did it to save my business,” he scoffed, “and I must say, it was a good plan.” He seemed to have a smile on his lips when complimenting me.

“Does that mean you are finally ready to help me find out what they did to him?” I folded my arms over my chest and stared at him. He closed his eyes and then let out a sigh.

He realized I wasn’t going to snap out of it. It wasn’t a phase that would pass after sometime.

“I know you feel invincible right now, but you need to be cautious about your safety, Beatrice! I cannot drag you into a mess knowing very well it will put your life in danger.” Akin fixed his coat before he stepped aside and let Pamela join me.

While Akin started going back into the mansion, Zane walked out and even passed him to reach us.

“Pamela Garcia! My driver will drop you off at the cafe,’ he said, making it clear he doesn’t want me to sit with her.

“Thank you! Beatrice, carry this with you. Pamela sneakily gave me a basket, but Zane instantly gave it back to her.

“Don’t worry about her. I’ll personally drop her off at home,” he excused, making me glare at him for making a decision for me.

Pamela looked slightly confused and disturbed. I have not seen her react so weirdly whenever Akin has tried talking to me. But with Zane, she would act a bit too concerned.

“I don’t remember that night. It’s as if…” I paused since I couldn’t understand what was wrong with me.

“I feel like when I came to live with you guys, I was lost. I have never seen the world outside my small house. I was kept like this bird with her wings clipped, who feared of the monsters outside the walls of the cage she was used to living in. And then this whole change happened. The mother, who would not even let me watch TV, has suddenly left me with these strangers that she wanted me to call my stepbrothers, but my d— my wolf kept calling them mates. I didn’t know what to do. And then suddenly I started feeling some type of way. It was as if I had found a light on a dark path, but I changed when walking on that path. I became someone who was greedy, jealous, and bitter all the time. I am not proud of that phase. Every day I wake up, promising myself I will not go back to those ways, but then I feel this pull—this weird attraction towards darkness-,” just when I felt like I had already spoken a bunch of nonsense, I shut up abruptly.

I’m pretty sure Zane realised I overshared. He nodded while slowing down, parking the car near the field, and turning to me.

“I don’t think you understand. That Beatrice you hate is the real you. She was cool and confident, uncaring of anything and not afraid of snatching what she wanted. This world is not a place to set good examples. Nobody follows those examples anymore. They only follow the lead of successful and powerful people. As long as you achieve great things, nobody cares. You are good or bad.” Zane had kept his voice soft and his muscle movement very minimal.

He was murmuring and trying to tell me to basically not change, but I wasn’t satisfied. I didn’t want to be a bad person.

“You don’t understand, Zane. I don’t want to be that desperate person who was running after her mate and giving up so easily. I want to be considerate and…” I was interrupted when he spoke up.

“And boring? Because Beatrice, you were amazing. You don’t have to become like other good girls. Nobody likes them.” He shrugged, sighing when I shook my head once again.

“Just be with me, and everything will go smoothly,” he said once again, offering me his hand.

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