Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 383

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

Chapter 383 The Snake Of The Pack

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“F*uc*k!” she grunted as she sat down and frowned to herself.

Her body had turned weak in the last few months, and her eyes had a dark circle around them. It’s been a year and more since she left the pack, and here she was, waiting impatiently.

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“I have been trying this for so long—,” she muttered as she glared at the ealendar in her hand, handed over to her by the old lady.

“So, the 16th full moon is tonight,” she said as she counted on the calendar.

“I hope it works, or else I’m dead,” she grunted, rubbing her hand over her stomach as she heard a growl.

“How long can one rely on fruits?” She rolled her eyes while looking at the trees around her.

“But I must stay focused. Once I do this, I’ll befriend the most powerful weredragons and be ready to take back a life of luxury,” she giggled to herself as she rested her back against the tree and kept staring at the void.

What seemed like nothing was a door to the weredragon land. The whole land disappeared alter the ritual was done. But she was here to free them, to release them to the world again.

“Huh! They have no idea what is coming for them,” a little snicker left her lips while she zoned out once again, “Beatrice!” she muttered under her breath.

“I’m sure she knows all the truth now. I mean, I did hear all the news on the TV before coming here again,” she uttered and shrugged.

She would come back here every once in a while just to make sure she didn’t forget about this route.

She would hide in the neighbouring rogue neighbourhoods before returning to the Midwest and to this specific area.

“I wonder how she reacts when she finds out I was never her mother,” Scarlet mumbled to herself, stroking her chin. Her only regret was that she couldn’t stay longer in the pack to see the demise of Vasquez and the tall of Sofia. She heard about the death of Varisha as well, and it brought peace to her heart.

After thinking about all that for a while, she brought out the tiny bottle containing the blood of Gwen’s parents.

“They used their blood to conceal this place. Here I am, using it to open this cage on the 16th full moon,” she said. The ritual wasn’t hard, but it took time to open the door. She had to first sprinkle the blood here and then wait for 16 full moons before she repeated the process and the door opened.

She was optimistic.