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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 188

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

Chapter 188 – Something Is In The Tall Gra*s*s

Beatrice’s POV:

It’s been a few days since I joined the cafe and I have been staying with Pamela. Mom’s patience seemed to be wearing off once reality started to settle in. She was not ready to go back to this lifestyle.

I wasn’t too sure what I was looking forward to anymore. A part of me died with Helel that day. I have tried to occupy my mind with countless thoughts that didn’t include the brothers and Helel, but every time I went to bed, I failed.

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I couldn’t stop remembering the words Helel said in front of his father and everyone.

“Go to sleep, Beatrice. You have work to do in the morning,” mom must have heard me sniffle when she mumbled. We shared a bed here.

As I previously stated, life here was not luxurious, but it was still superior to any other option at the time.

“I need some fresh air,” I whispered, rolling out of bed in exhaustion.

The work at Cafe wasn’t too comfortable for me. I was mostly in the kitchen and forbidden from coming out in front of anyone. The word went out about me, and everybody started hating on me, calling me a black widow who had seduced her stepbrothers and ended up killing one.

Mom didn’t bother as I walked out of the room and headed straight towards the exit.

It was full moon, so the werewolves were going crazy outside. The howling could be heard even from across the tall gra*s*s.

I stood in front of the house, staring at the moon, which stood higher in the sky. “I’m sorry!’ I whispered, “I wish we had a moment to talk. I would have forbidden you from helping Colt. I was already making a plan to help him out, and that didn’t even include your death.” I said, feeling an itchy sensation in my eyes as freshly born tears started taking over.

“Nooo! f*uc*king let me gooooo!”

A scream so agonizing and painful jolted me into stepping away from the gra*s*s and looking around in worry.

“Ahhhh! Nooo! Don’t touch me,”

Once again, the girl screamed in agony. I gulped, trying to locate the direction of the voice, but it was impossible to find anything or anyone in this darkness. “Hey! Where are you?” I yelled, and suddenly the screams stopped. I felt my soul leaving my body.

“Hey!” I shouted again, hugging myself miserably, and kept trying to look around in search of the owner of the voice.

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