Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 483

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

Chapter 473 Having A Word With The Devil

The guards brought Shiloh and Jay home. They were settled in the guesthouse, and from what I heard, Shiloh was badly wounded. Jay had some scars, but he passed out the very first minute Huia came into view. She didn’t want him, so she put him out for a few minutes by getting him beaten up by the men in black while she herself took care of Huia.

“Is she alright?” I asked Reign when she walked back into the house and sighed.

As she sat down on the couch with the bowl in her lap, I understood that Shiloh was pretty badly messed up. The bowl filled with water was all red now, as Reign had cleaned her wounds.

“She wrecked her up pretty badly,” Reign mumbled.

“It didn’t even seem like she was trying to take her blood. Maybe Shiloh was putting up a lot of fight, so Huia decided to go all out on her,” Reign added, making me curious.

“Did Shiloh say something?” I asked, as nobody knew what exactly happened. Shiloh refused to talk, and since she was in a bad state, nobody forced her. “No. Actually—she said she will only talk to you. But Beatrice—you don’t have to do anything for her. She might be calling you to meet with her just so that she can annoy you some more,” Reign was quick enough to let me know I could lie low and not say anything.

“I want to go speak to her, though. She is Akin’s mate, and whatever they are planning is indirectly associated with Akin. I don’t want anything bad to happen to him. I won’t be able to forgive or live with myself if I just sit down and do nothing. I will go see her,” I said and straightened my posture, avoiding Reign’s sympathetic stare at me.

My life is not that hard. I was still able to live a decent life and have so many loved ones caring for me. When there were others who were dealing with the worst shit.

As I left the mansion, I sped up to the guesthouse before Akins saw me and suggested against the idea. Once I entered the small, one-story guesthouse, I found Jay trying to convince Shiloh to eat something.

“F*uc*k off,” she grunted at him, glaring at him in the eye and slapping his hand away.

So, she was already giving him hell when I arrived. Although the door was open, I gently knocked on it to get their attention.

“Your highness,” Jay said instantly, getting up from the bed to greet me with a head bow. He was honestly the kindest soul. The poor thing was stuck with this evil person.

“Hey, how are you?” I asked Jay, watching the bandages on his forehead. He didn’t seem to have been struck too intensely, but as for Shiloh, I noticed how many wounds and injuries were covering her face.

“I am fine,” he nodded again and then steadily turned over to look at Shiloh.

“Do you want to speak to her?” He must have noticed that I was constantly looking behind him at Shiloh.