Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 492

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

Chapter 482 The Runaway Luna Queen (Akin Spade)

“I cannot sit and do nothing. They all think she left on her own, but I don’t believe it,” I told King, once again refusing to believe she left me because she was confused about her feelings. I saw the happiness in her eyes when she accepted my proposal.

“But what can we do now? We looked everywhere for her and couldn’t find her. Now if we ask Reign, she will just tell us that Beatrice needs time and that we should respect her decision.

Besides, it is not like she has the power to find her. She tried and just found out that Beatrice left on her will,” King was right.

Everything we tried to do to find Beatrice backfired. There has been no information on her whereabouts. I also noticed that Helel wasn’t too forceful in finding her. His love and desperation to be with her had made him back away.

He was probably thinking that if we left Beatrice to spend some time away from the mansion, she might return with the decision to accept him.

Hence, he was not doing too much.

But I was worried. Despite all the videos and proofs, I wanted her to come and say it to my face. Maybe then I will be able to relax my heart in regards to her safety.

“There might be someone who can help us then,” I whispered in a guilty tone. I didn’t want to work with him, but I was left with no choice.

“Are you sure that will be a good idea?” King asked.

“For me, finding Beatrice is more important than many personal grudges against the devil himself,” I mumbled. So, it was decided. I will speak to Zane and ask him if Huia can locate her. But for that–l will need Beatrice’s blood, unless Huia has some other plans.

I grabbed my phone, and before I could call him, I heard someone yelling from downstairs. It was as if Zane heard me make a plan and came straight to talk to me.

I held my phone in my hands and stared at the screen for a few seconds before finally deciding to give my brother a call.

“Hello?” he answered my call grumpily.

“I need to meet you,” I said, holding back the urge to hang up on him even when I’m the one who called him.

“So, you finally realized you need my help,” I could have yelled at him and reminded him why nobody wanted to talk to him, but it was in regards to Beatrice’s safety, so I had to let it go.