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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 407

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

Chapter 407 The Wrong Move (Akin’s POV)

“I am Talia Phillis,” she giggled as she found us alone in the room. I looked around awkwardly and then fixed my tie. I didn’t have much experience with girls, so it made me really uncomfortable when she kept staring at my pants.

“You ae—,” she then proceeded to ask me when I didn’t introduce myself to her.

“I am alpha king Akin,” I said, combing my hair to avoid looking at her, but she kept wandering around behind my back and making me wary of her presence.

“I didn’t know the werewolves could be this handsome,” she complimented, and in response to it, I said nothing.

“Let’s go; I will show you around,” she suddenly jumped out of the way and grabbed my hand. I had to shrug her off and increase the distance between us when she walked me out of the room. I kept wondering where Beatrice was. Why did they leave me with this lust-filled girl?

‘Are you afraid of a girl?’ I knew King would tease me for it.

‘I am not,’ I replied, following her hand motion and staring at the rooms she was introducing to me. The mansion was huge, so it would take some time before I was fully released from her grasp.

‘Ah, I get it,’ King added.

‘You are afraid that she might make Beatrice uncomfortable, isn’t that so?’ King was a genius.

‘Have you not seen what happened with Helel and Zane? The two made a mistake, and she couldn’t look at them again in the same way. I don’t want to mess it up, King. I have waited long enough,’ I grunted when explaining my frustration to him. I had every right to be careful because Beatrice deserved better.

“And this is where I sleep,” she then pulled me to a tight hallway and pointed at the room at the end.

“That’s it, then? I can go back to my room,” I said, and I was about to turn around when she rushed and blocked my way. I was caught off guard and petrified. She needs to get away from me and not cause any mess for me.

“What is this behavior?” I used my commanding tone to glare her down. Her smirk disappeared, as she might have anticipated I would get excited when being alone with her.

“I was just— maybe you want to come to my room instead,” she once again giggled as she failed to comprehend the way I was looking at her. I was beyond disgusted and furious.

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