Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 557

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

Chapter 547 The Broken Huldra (Maura)

Zane stood there and made sure he saw his brother take his last breaths. It looked painful. Even though I had turned my face to the other side, Zane kept staring at him like it was giving him happiness that he had desired for a very long time.

“Take them all and throw them in the cage,” the moment Akin’s eyes closed, Zane got up and straightened his posture, ordering his men to cage everyone else.

“We have to prepare for the arrival of our queen,” he announced, jerking his coat and fixing it. As he left the room and I began to follow him, I felt useless.

“Why weren’t you looking? Were you feeling bad for my brother, Maura?” He had his hands tied behind his back as he walked elegantly through the hallways, ignoring all the chaos his men were creating around him. “I couldn’t see him die,” I said without sugarcoating anything. He slowed down as he pointed at the room that he had chosen for us.

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Right upon entry, I could tell it was the room that Beatrice stays in when she comes here to stay with her mom. “Why would you have sympathy for someone who wants me dead?” Zane stretched his neck, his aura turning darker.

“The same way you lied to me about this whole war,” as soon as I decided to use a direct approach, he stopped frowning and looked my way with much concern this time.

“This war was never about keeping you alive, was it? You wanted to end everyone who could potentially steal your Beatrice from you,” I felt my chest bursting open and someone ripping my heart out.

It was so difficult looking into his eyes with the realization that he made me help him just so that he could have his lover. I was committing sins for him, and he kept lying to me.

“That’s not true. I said all that to my brother just to — make him angry in his last time,” he tried to approach me, but I stepped back from him, creating a good space between us.

“You are lying to me once again. You don’t seem like someone who has been wronged in any way, shape, or form. You look so happy when you kill someone,” my words broke as I kept crying the whole night when I saw dead bodies. But he was happy all that time.

“That’s because I am finally taking revenge on those who had wronged me,” once again, he decided to lie to my face.

“This room—why this room in particular?” I yelled as I pointed at all the pictures of Beatrice on the wall and on the desk.

There was no way this war was about anything else but him wanting to have Beatrice.

“Look! It is true that I love her. And I told you that. I have been very clear from the start that I will keep her for myself, but that doesn’t mean you have any less of a place in my heart. I have cried for you when I thought you died–,” I had to interrupt him because I couldn’t keep listening to him anymore.

“That’s the problem. You only cry for me when I die. But when I am alive, I am just a tool for you,” I don’t know how I thought I was given another chance at happiness in my life when I just got out of one cage and got trapped in the other.

“Maura! You are just trying to hold on to anything to start arguing about. In fact, you are just jealous of Beatrice,” his words rang through my ears. My eyes watched his face in shock. “You don’t want to share me. Just admit it; you are the one who is being selfish. If you truly loved me, you would be helping me get back together with Beatrice. Because that is where most of my happiness lies. I will never be truly happy unless I have her,” he didn’t hesitate saying it to my face. I was just staring at him, tears appearing and disappearing in my eyes, but he didn’t notice them.

He was angry that I ruined his moment of triumph and that he didn’t get to celebrate his brother’s demise. “Think about all that I said. You will hate yourself for putting so much pressure on me,” he stated before storming out of the room.

I was just shocked to the point that I tumbled back and sat on the bed.

Her bed.

“I will hate myself.”

“I am selfish.”