Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 357

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

Chapter 357 – No Home Here!

“Are we not going to talk about it?” I asked Helel while stealing his eyes.

“I don’t know what to say,” Helel mumbled, putting on black shorts and then grabbing the oil bottle.

“This is a huge thing,” I reminded him, just in case he thought not talking about it would make things okay. Sooner or later, we will get back to this conversation.

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Since I realized he wasn’t into talking for the night, I sat down in the bed in silence and covered mv face with mv hands. I never wished to be the Mistress of doomsday. But neither did they intend to be my victims.

“Ah!” he groaned, “I’m sorry. I just don’t know what is going on with me. I am not like that. I know you are my Beatrice. So, it doesn’t matter who you are. I believe in you; I believe in the goodness in you,” he placed the orange oil bottle down and came closer, sitting on his knees in front of me. I freed my face from the cage of my hands and watched him look into my eyes. At least he was talking now.

I was feeling much better now that he was talking to me. His silence would have killed me.

“You also need to understand something,” he then got up and sat beside me in the bed, “Some things have changed in me, Beatrice. It is as if there is a part of me that is really against the idea of crime, criminals, and evil. Although it is hard for me to control and limit that part when it comes to others, but with you—,” he took a brief pause just to cup my face in his hands and smiled, “I’m sure I can take care of that hero ego.”

With those words, he pressed his lips against mine.

The comfort I felt after he was being honest with me made me dive deep into the kiss with him. But it wasn’t long before he broke the kiss.

“What happened?” I asked while breathing heavily.

“We should get ready for bed. We had been miming around the whole day, getting tired,” he whispered awkwardly, most definitely lying to me. It was heartbreaking to see the man who always wanted to touch me be so reluctant now. He stole his eyes from me and marched away to finish preparing for bed.

It was in that moment that I acknowledged that it wasn’t easy for him to kill his new hero ego, or, should I say, his basic instincts.

After he finished the ma*s*sage, he grabbed the pillow and his blanket to go and sleep on the couch.

That was truly something that struck me.

“You are sleeping on the couch?” I had to muster all the strength possible to even ask him that question. He looked like he had been caught off guard and had to respond to me.

“Yeah!” He gave me an awkward smile.

“May I ask, why?” I kept going. Hiding our emotions was not going to help us in a long run. I wondered if his wolf would ever be able to look past the fact that I am a dark entity by heart.

“Oh! I reckoned maybe you need the proper rest and don’t want to be bothered when you move around in the bed,” there was an awkward smile on his lips when he was trying to convince me that this setting was for me since I had slept on the couch last night.