Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

124-Chain The Weredragon

I had to let Helel walk with me to meet Colt, who had been sitting at the end with his head turned to

look outside the window.

I marched over and sat down with him while Helel took a minute to greet the owner and meet with

everyone who was greeting and bowing to him.

“Such a crazy life these Alpha King have,” Colt said, ex- pressing his interest in the respect of being

thrown at Helel.

“Right!” I didn’t want to say anything else.

“You look great. Did you get ready for him?” Colt sudden- ly brought up my attire, making me bite my lip

awkwardly.

“What? No!” I sounded offended, as I scoffed and straightened my posture. It was then that I cocked

my face to the side and noticed that Helel had heard us.

“I wouldn’t waste a minute doing anything special for him,” I said loudly so that Helel could hear that

too. He joined us in the next second and stubbornly grabbed the menu, al- most showing aggression.

“You ran away the other day! May I ask why?” Helel then asked Colt, roughly looking through the

menu.

“I told you he didn’t run away. He met me in the morning and bid goodbye,” I interrupted him and turned

to him.

“We have cameras in the mansion, Beatrice!” Helel shut me up when she explained how stupid I was

sounding for ly- ing so shamelessly.

“And don’t worry, I took care of the footage. But I want to know why he sneaked out like a thief.”

Thankfully, Helel added to the conversation because I was kind of embarrassed about getting caught.

“As a rogue, he feels insecure,” I said, stubbornly raising my chin.

“I think he can answer for himself,” Helel remarked, mak- ing me frown while he too narrowed his eyes

in my face.

We were staring at each other like we were ready to fight when Colt decided to come between us.

“Okay!” Colt mumbled, steadily slamming his hands on the table to turn to him.

“You said you had something to show me?” he asked, re- minding me of the picture.

“Oh yes! I found this in a history book. I tried searching for the weapon, but nothing popped up.” I pulled

the page out of my bag and handed it over to him.

“Hm!” while inspecting the picture, I noticed Colt was holding back. He would casually shift in his chair

and then steal a glance at Helel.

“Why exactly do you think he would know about this?” Helel asked, as expected. I believe that’s why

Colt hadn’t said a word.

“He likes reading about history and extinct creatures,” I answered on Colt’s behalf once again, and that

irked Helel into ignoring me and turning to call for a server.

“Alpha King Helel, I didn’t expect you to come here and sit in our small cafe,” a beautiful green-eyed girl

appeared with a notepad in her hands. I saw Colt, lifting his face from the pa- per and scanning her

from head to toe before indulging in the picture again.

“I like the coziness of this place,” Helel answered with a mild smile. I wanted to tell her he was lying, as

he didn’t even know about this place a few hours ago until I told him that’s where Colt has asked me to

meet him.

“Thank you. I’m Maura Jose. This is my father’s cafe,” the girl said, shyly tugging the strands

wandering on her face be- hind her hair as she chatted with Helel.

I wanted to focus on her, but a gentle tap on the back of my hand turned my attention to Colt.

“Later!” Colt mouthed, pointing at the picture.

“I’ll take a salad,” Helel by then was already ordering for

“And! What would you like, Colt?” Helel asked me instead of asking Colt, and I knew why.

“What? I thought you were his tongue.” After seeing the glare I passed him, Helel shrugged and

answered.

“Thank you; we will just have a latte.” I had only opened my mouth to order for Colt when he interrupted

me.

“She will have a latte; I want to order some solid food. Whatever you have best on the menu, I will get it

all,” Colt said to the waitress and passed her a flirtatious smile. Helel swiftly turned to me to see my

reaction.

here

I was getting tired of Helel trying to make me judge Colt every two seconds. As Maura turned around

and left, I couldn’ t help but focus on her red hair. She had them tied loosely in a bun, hanging down

her neck, but one could tell they were heavy for her slim neck.

“So! What’s the progress?” Helel then focused on Colt, who was excitedly waiting for his food to arrive.

“I don’t know what this is,” Colt shrugged. “I have no idea!” He continued to pout and lie.

I stared at Helel and then at Colt. It looked like they were couples who had cheated on each other.

Helel was going to consume him alive. This is how bad Colt was at lying.

“Colt! It’s fine. You can say it in front of him,” I said, and Colt grunted at me.

“The weapon we want has gone missing years ago,” Colt said, and our hopes seemed to have

drowned.

“I say I go, rip her head off,” Helel slammed his fist on the table and turned to us angrily for wasting his

time. Colt and I shifted to the edge in fear, sharing frightened gazes.

“We can chain her, capture her, and hold her till we find the weapon,” Colt snickered hysterically,

watching Helel’ s veins pop out even more.

“Iron chains!” Helel finally calmed down after he recalled what could be used to chain Gwen.

“See! You calm down, and you remember things.” Colt smiled like an idiot, grabbing the food as soon

as Maura put it down for us.

“Let’s go,” Helel grabbed my hand after he was done ex- tracting information from Colt to leave.

“Did you not like the serv—,” Maura tried calling for him, but he was too occupied by the thought of his

pack and ev- erything being in danger to focus on anything.