Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 354

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

Chapter 354 – The Invites To Death Day

“I—,” as I tried to tell him, Akins phone rang. He was about to cut the call to listen to me first, but it was I who told him to attend it first.

What I was going to tell him wasn’t something small, so it needed his full attention. I waited for his return and had gotten into his car by then. When he came back, he looked devastated. We were already driving back to the mansion, but I couldn’t help but ask him what was going on.

“Are you okay?” I asked, sitting in the passenger seat with him.

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“It was Mr. Winchester!” he said the bastard’s name under his heavy breath.

“What did he want to talk about?” I inquired, remembering how messy that man could be. He was convincing everyone not to help me free my people. I still haven’t forgotten about it, and I will never forget.

“He wanted to let me know that he had sent the match invites to us,” Akin clenched his jaw when talking about the contest this father created for his daughters.

Sure, he was the alpha of his pack and could make any rules when it came to coronation, but this contest was just outright wrong and horrifying.

“Shit!” I cursed, “When is it?” I asked.

“In two days,” Akin shook his head while keeping his eyes on the road. Now that Dream had confessed to being on Huia’s side and also displayed some negative traits, I wondered if anybody would want her to win. Well, the public didn’t know, but these brothers would be biased.

“Akin! Can we not stop it from happening? It is outrageous,” I was so full of stress that when I requested him to find a way, I placed my hand on his, and he almost knocked the car into a tree.

“What the—,” I gasped and calmed myself down when he slowed down and survived the hit. I noticed Maddox and Colt gesturing at us from their car to ask us if we were fine.

“I am so sorry. Actually, I was umm—thinking about how to help —,” Akin stuttered, and then, after struggling to make up an excuse for the almost accident, he gave up.

“What were we talking about?” He sounded so innocent when he steadily turned his neck to me and asked me.

“The contest!” I whispered, pouting.

“Oh! Yeah! We have to find a way to stop it from happening,” He repeated exactly what I had told him, but I didn’t bother him for it. He was clearly struggling because of something.

We stayed silent and made sure we left all the discussion for home, where we have Dream and Reign next to us.