Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 198

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

Chapter 198 – Between Her Legs

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Two Days Ago:

The entire pack suffered after hearing about Helel and his betrayal. Where some of them considered Helel’s death as justice being served, many thought he should have been fed to the same weredragon to learn a lesson.

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Things were finally back to normal after a month had passed. However, forsome, things have taken an even darker turn.

‘Spread your legs wide; Mykel told Reign as he got between her legs with an iron rod in his hand.

‘Are you sure we are not making a mistake?- she asked hesitantly. Once he does this to her, there will be no turning away from it.

“Reign?” Mykel sighed and got up from between her legs and put the rod aside, if you are not one hundred percent certain, we shouldn’t do it.” He shook his head at the idea.

“I mean, I want to do this, but branding me seems a little too far,” Reign clung her legs together and pouted at him, expecting him to understand.

“Okay!” he understood. “You are not ready for it then,” he said and made her jump up from the seat, pulling her shorts up and approaching him in haste. “No! That’s not what I meant. It is just the pain the branding will cause.” She didn’t want to upset him, as it seemed like he was the only one who had given her hope until now.

“Reign! I don’t want to f*orc*e you into anything. If you are not ready, you should go.” He said as he started putting the stuff into his bag.

“You know what? brand me!” she gave up, smiling and approaching the chair again.

“Reign! It is not about just branding you. It is about a mission. If you cannot be ready for this, then I don’t think you are ready for anything else. Just please go home and try to find other ways to entertain yourself.” He sounded annoyed when responding to her.

He had spent months preparing her to be someone like him. but the fact that she got scared of branding made it clear she wasn’t ready at all.

“It is just a brand mark on my inner thigh, right? Just do it.” She was still not ready to be branded with a weird-looking symbol, but she was doing it for him. He had one too. She had seen it many times.

“I am telling you, you are not ready,” he sighed exhaustedly, getting annoyed with her constant yammering.