Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 17

17-The Cunning Alpha King

As soon as he said yes to staying in the room for the night, I noticed his eyes shining.

“So! Why did you hide the truth from your mother?” Zane jumped into the bed before me and sat with his back leaning on the pillow and his legs stretched out.

“I didn’t want her to get excited for no reason. I wanted to first get accepted and then tell her,” I lied once again to him. No way would I tell him the truth.

“Ah! So I ruined your happily ever after?” He grabbed the pillow and got on his stomach, the pillow under his chin. I was finally unpacking my bag now that I had somebody in the room with me.

“The one who gets peer pressured into humiliating his friend, his mate, in front of others isn’t someone I want to be with either,” I said without a hint of sorrow in my voice.

“Ah! I see,” Zane said, “so you want someone who can keep you safe and protect you in front of others?” I nodded without turning around to face him.

“Hm! Does he have to be your mate?” He asked, and I paused for a moment, my hand in the air as I was about to hang my dress in the closet.

“I mean, when are you going to reject him then?” He changed the subject soon when he noticed how silent I had become. I don’t know why he asked me that, but my best guess would be that he was suggesting I start a relationship with someone who isn’t even my mate.

“I am not going to reject any of my mates. I have decided nothing yet.” It slipped into my mouth, and I regretted saying it the very next moment.

“Any of your mates? Wait a minute, do you have more than one mate?” I heard the enthusiasm in his voice. I didn’t turn around, but I heard him jump out of the bed and follow me to the closet.

“I mean; people get a second chance mate. So maybe I will get a second mate soon.” I made it up in my head, but he was an alpha king. He knew the rules better than me.

“That only happens when you reject your first mate. You can never have two mates at a time,” Zane grabbed the dress out of my hands to keep me from getting distracted and de- manded I talk to him.

“Oh! I didn’t know that,” I answered and frowned to my- self. Why the hell do I have three mates then?

“Beatrice! Who else is your mate?” He wasn’t letting it go. He came in front of me and bent over to look me in the eye.

“I have only had one mate so far. I am just a wolfless crea- ture. Why would I have three mates?” The more I talked, the more I made mistakes.