Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 174

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

Chapter 174

Author’s POV:

A Few Months Ago:

Reign had to talk to Mr. Mykel about her dream and the girl she saw. She did it after she realized he would be able to help her since that’s what he mastered.

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“I hope you are not angry at me for hiding it. I honestly didn’t remember it until I was fully awakened the next day,” Reign told Mr. Mykel, who was sitting in the chair and staring at her.

She had stayed after school hours in the hotel as the building was still not ready for the student’s arrival.

It was the same honeymoon suite as before.

“It’s okay. I understand what might have happened. However, I am worried about you,” he said with a sigh, and Reign’s body shifted in her chair.

“Why? Is it a very bad thing?” She asked him, watching him let out a sigh and shake his leg.

“I mean, it is concerning,” he said, watching her tear up.

“But it’s all fine. I can take care of it. I’ll just need to work extra on you.” Mykel stretched his neck and sighed.

“Reign! Don’t worry!” After relaxing a bit, he noticed how scared she looked, so he decided to help her out.

“It’s a concerning thing, but it’s also a very good thing if you are able to take full control over your wolf. You are a special kind of she-wolf, the one who is only born once every few years,” he said

to her, and finally, she cracked a smile.

“Umm Reign!” he then sneakily scratched his chin while scanning her from head to toe. “Have you found a mate yet?” he asked, feeling guilty for being so upfront with her.

“I have not,” she lied, shaking her head at him. She had felt a mate bond a long ago, but her mate failed to acknowledge her.

It seemed like he didn’t even care if she was his mate. Or maybe

he didn’t like her as a mate.

“Hm, maybe that’s why you are so lost. Once you have found your mat—- wait! have you lost your v*irgin*ity already?” Mykel asked another question that turned Reign’s cheeks red.

“N—o,” she hesitantly answered and dug her head down to avoid looking into his eyes when talking about her v*irgin*ity with him.