Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

145 New It's Forbidden

"What?" My mom's eyes, which were growing in size, were comical. She took a pause, and in those

few seconds, she went through a lot of emotions. I believe she began at one point and progressed to

the point where she could tell where this entire conversation originated.

"Did you----," she couldn't even finish her sentence. Her eyes and frightened stare told me she had

cracked the code.

"I did. I skipped the medicines," I said, not hesitantly though. I had every right to have this conversation

with her and ask her why she hid my true identity from me. Why not tell me and get me somewhere

safer? Why leave me behind with the Alpha King brothers, who hate weredragons?

She never thought once about what would happen if I for- got to take my pills.

"What have you done?" Mom placed her hand on her forehead and walked over to the bed to sit down.

"Your wolf-- what did she tell you?" She then raised her face and met my eyes.

"She is not a wolf, and you knew about it, didn't you?" I was staring at her with tears forming in my

eyes. This changes everything for me.

"Whatever I did, I did it to keep you safe." She instantly got up on her feet and approached me to cup

my face in her hands. But when I stepped away from her, she quickly retreat- ed.

"You could have at least told me. I freaking would have transitioned. Then what? You left me here to

suffer while you enjoyed your best life. You know what you did to me? You caged me in the name of

care and love, and then suddenly herz you plucked me out of your garden and planted me in a com-

pletely strange land. I didn't even get a minute to adjust, and you left. Did you ever think about me? Did

you ever worry how your daughter, who you made dependent on yourself, would be dealing with

everything that is basically new to her?" I yammered my heart out to her.

I had kept silent for years because I thought she was the only one outside the walls of my house for

me. She made me believe nobody would ever care for me. But what she was supposed to teach me

was to not even rely on others to be happy and safe. I could care for myself, and my dragon could care

for me.

"Oh, no! That's not what my intentions were. I wanted to be accepted by Lord Vasquez so that I can

make him change the rules," she snuffled and covered her face in her hands. If I hadn't spoken up

today, she wouldn't be crying and looking guilty. In fact, it would have been completely the opposite. I

would be crying while she threw accusation after accusation at me.

"Did you tell the brothers?" she asked after realizing she had lost the power of making me beg her for

mercy after not taking a step according to her set rules.

"No!" I answered, "They don't know I am a were---" | paused because I didn't want anybody to hear it.

The brothers hated weredragons, and, from how Vasquez looked so dis- gusted by the idea of his sons

sleeping with me, I could tell he would hate me more if he found out about my truth.

"And what about--- you and them being mates?" She in- quired, her terrified gaze fixed on my face.

"Do you think I slept with them and didn't tell them any- thing? When you share a bed with someone,

some of your se- crets come out in pillow talks. All of them know about it," I an- swered, feeling much

better now that I had spoken every word to her.

Even if this hadn't happened, I would have told her I was- n't ready to be controlled by her anymore.

So, I am glad she found out.

"So, what is their plan? They are sleeping with you and sharing you." She cringed, shuddering at the

idea of me being in bed with all of them.

"They are not my stepbrothers," I retorted.

"But they are brothers. Imagine how they must feel when- ever they are in the same living room and

you are in front of them. I don't know how they are okay with the idea of you sleeping with the other

brother and then hopping onto anoth- er brother. Love is already very complicated, and mates are al-

ways filled with competition. And to top it off, they are broth- ers too. It must be disgusting to think

Helel's mate is sleeping with his brother too, and vice versa," she said, rolling her eyes when talking

about how disgusting our situation was.

"You don't have to worry about it. Since I have dealt with all my problems by myself, I will deal with this

one as well," I blurted out at her, shocking her. She wasn't crying anymore. In fact, she looked flustered

at the thought that I was talking to her in that tone.

"Beatrice! I know being a weredragon is a powerful thought, but don't forget you still need your mother

to keep you safe." She folded her arms over her chest and threatened me with hidden words.

"So you will expose my truth, then?" I asked, bobbing my head at the realization that I cannot trust

anyone.

"I am not saying that. In order for you to stay safe, you need me and my advice. I have kept you safe

for so long and now look at you. A few months away from you and everything is already a mess," she

scoffed. "Now whatever you did before my arrival is passed. But if I see you with the brothers again,

Bea! I will not hold in." She looked stern this time. Her eyes changed colors just to express anger.

"What? You cannot t---" I was cut off in mid-sentence when she raised her hand and showed me her

palm as a warn- ing to stay silent.

"Enough already! Even if you are a weredragon, that doesn't change the fact that they are your

stepbrothers. And for your kind information, I am getting married to Vasquez next month." As soon as

she explained what had been hap- pening in their lives, I realized I was screwed.