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Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 485

The morning breeze and the chirping of the birds were what woke me up.

I shuddered when I felt the cold grass under me. I was instantly told that I wasn’t in my bedroom or in Akin’s arms.

The fear of spending the night in the mountains made me get up and stare at my body. I was naked, only covered in my nightgown that was placed over top of me.

“What the he—,” I gasped, but my shock and astonishment withered away when another fear gripped me.

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I turned to look at the person by my side and was struck with fear instantly.

“Zane!” I yelped, crawling away and grabbing my nightgown to wear it. He was sitting against the tree with his eyes closed, his knee up, and his arm resting on it.

“Good morning,” he whispered, not opening his eyes.

“What are you doing here? What am I doing here?” I yelled, still hugging myself and crawling farther away from him.

“I came here looking for you. You should be thanking me instead of raising your voice at me,” he groaned, shaking his head in disapproval.

“What the heck is wrong with you? Tell me–,” I lowered my head when a sudden current of pain ran through my entire body.

“Hmm! Nothing happened. I saw you flying around and realized how odd it was that you were flying alone in the middle of the night. Worried about you like a good mate, I followed you and found you passed out on the grass. I covered you in your robe and sat close by to make sure nobody harms you while you rest,” he smiled, raising his head.

“You don’t need to worry about me,” I groaned angrily, getting up from the ground and running a hand through my hair to shake off the dry leaves.

“That’s so rude of you. Why are you always dismissing my kindness, and then you complain that I don’t care about anyone?” He finally got up from the ground and spared me a glance. I felt awkward under his lecherous gaze.

“Huh! As if you didn’t beat up those two and steal her blood. What are you and that evil witch up to, anyway?” I yelled, as I was reminded of Shiloh and Jay.

“I did what?” He squinted his eyes, trying to listen carefully to me.

“Your witch took Shiloh’s blood. If you think you will use that blood to hurt Akin and I will come rushing to your arms, you are wrong. If you hurt another loved one, I will come to kill you myself,” I warned him, pointing my f*inger at him.

He stretched his neck dramatically before slowly walking my way.

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