Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 228

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

Chapter 228 – A Romantic Date

Beatrice’s POV:

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, relying on Zane as he held my hand and walked me through the track. On our way to the mountains, Zane had blindfolded me.

I almost tripped when I got out of the car. Zane was now making sure I didn’t roll down by wrapping his arm around my back and holding my other hand tightly. “Shush! We are just here,” he whispered, pecking my earlobe very delicately.

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I giggled to myself and kept walking with him, finally coming to a halt when the scent of roses filled my nostrils, along with the aroma of a fresh breeze.

“Now!” he whispered, taking off my blindfold and introducing me to a romantic date setup. “I worked on it myself,” he added, stepping aside and spreading his arms wide with a prideful smile on his lips.

“Zane! I have no words—,” I covered my mouth as shock hit me hard. The beautiful hand built chuppah had these fairy lights decorated nicely around it which were beginning to illuminate brightly now that the evening has arrived. “Who prepared the food?” I turned to him and smiled. My little purple dress was flowing in the wind. I was constantly holding it back while teasing Zane. “Well, I prepared it myself. Your mate is not only handsome but very creative and hard working too,” he smirked when praising himself with a deep breath, gesturing someone to quickly sneak out from behind me to leave us alone. I’m a*s*suming that was the chef who had prepared the food.

“Now! It doesn’t matter who cooked this food. We are going to cook together anyway.” he shrugged, ’but for now, let’s enjoy this perfect meal.” He held his hand out for me and walked me to the chair.

“Let me-,” He swiftly ran behind the chair and helped me sit down.

“Wow! What a gentleman!” I teased him. He sat down proudly and filled a glass of wine for me.

“I have been learning—,” He deliberately took a pause to sip through his wine before he added, “from my father.”

I stared at him for a moment before we both burst out laughing. The joke was simple, and I got it.

His father had proven over the course of time that he would be anything but a gentleman. He was a self-centered man who had achieved the title of Lord with the help of the head of the counsellors and had been given the power to elect Alpha Kings from among his sons by the Moon Goddess.

I wondered what he did so generously that the Moon Goddess blessed him with such powerful children.

“On a serious note. I’m very happy,” he said suddenly, stopping to smile and reaching for my hand, holding it lovingly.