Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

273-My Head On Your Shoulder.

'Are you okay?" he asked in heavy breaths after that car quickly changed sides and we didn't crash.

Even after the car had passed and we had parked near the road in the new minutes, I sat silently in my

seat with my eyes wide open.

'I guess,' I whispered, wondering what was going on with our lives. It was as if, after leaving the

mansion, I hadn't slept in peace.

He resumed the journey, and soon we were outside a small house. Just staring at it, I felt like I was

going to be very lonely now.

'Hotel or house?" he asked, not getting out of the car. I knew what he meant. This would be my home

forever.

'Anything will do," I said, lowering my head and gently holding my hand.

'I thought maybe I will ask you this before taking a decision for you. Why don't you come back to the

Spade Mansion again? Dad doesn't own that place anymore. He will have no right to tell you to leave.

You are our mate and we —he was sweetly talking when I shook my head and silenced him.

I don't want to go back there,* I said, turning my face to the other side and looking outside the window. I

remember how horrible Vasquez is. And the fact that they fed my brother to their baby would be

another issue. I cannot stand them.

'I guess I will be fine here.* I then forced a smile onto my lips and got out of the car. I didn't plan to stick

around for too long, anyway.

I had a place, a home, that needed me. Now that I knew I was a princess, I felt like I needed to rescue

my people. There was so much that happened in that house and in those fields that I needed a

moment to absorb my new identity.

Akin rolled out of the car after me and walked up to the door to unlock it. I noticed the house had only

one floor and was located away from the normal population.

Perfect!

I didn't want too many eyes on me anyway.

He welcomed me into a rather clean house. There was one bedroom at the end of the living room with

an attached bathroom and a kitchen at the other corner. It was a modern home, and the view outside

the bedroom was worth dying for. It was completely built near the hills, so the view outside was just sky

and trees.

‘Thank you,’ I said to him as he sat down on the couch in the living room, ‘I will clean this up for you," I

didn’t let him refuse to take my help and grabbed a wet towel and sat down with him.

’It is fine," he said, instantly covering the wound with his hand.

’Akin! Don't make me force you,* the way I said it, he let out a very genuine laugh and then let me. I

dabbed the towel gently on his abs, sitting way too close to him.

'Something changed!" He started the conversation himself. "I am unable to heel quickly, but I know for

a fact it isn't limited to that only. It is as if I am missing something," he said while watching my face up

close.

’I noticed. I don't know what is going on with you, but sometimes taking a little help doesn't cause you

any damage," I murmured, rubbing the towel gently now.

He slowly placed his hand on my hand and massaged his thumb over mine. That brief touch and

silence were breathtaking.

When I gulped, the silence highlighted it.

’Is she hot?" I asked without raising my eyes from the wound.

'Who?* He adjusted his body on the couch, pulling himself closer.

Miss Naughty?" I rolled my eyes when I recalled her name on his phone.

'That— no! it is not like that," he shook his head, making me look up and into his eyes, ’I am keeping

myself for someone." As he whispered those words, I swear I lost my heartbeat.

I shivered and then looked around, looking for somewhere to hide. Suddenly, I noticed him pulling a

cushion into his lap. I knew what he was hiding, and I didn't ask for an explanation.

He was extremely shy and different!

But then— I remembered something and the smile from my lips faded away.

'What did Pamela and her son want from you?" He asked the right kind of question. I was afraid that

would be brought up sooner or later, and here it was.

'Markus was the monster who was killing and eating werewolves," I said, nodding a little at the

information I was giving him.

'I figured!' he said.

'Did they— your mother?" He straightened his back and held my hand very tightly this time, reaching

close enough to my face.

'She wasn't my mother!" As soon as I said those words, I felt his grip tightening around my wrist in

reassurance.

'What?" He sounded confused.

’She made a fool out of everyone." I had a weak smile on my lips when thinking about my childhood. I

never got to know my family, and this woman who kept me tortured me every day.

'She abducted me when I was only a child." Once I was talking about it, tears began to fill my eyes.

'Oh! I am so sorry," he let go of my hand and rested it under my cheek. His warm hands brought

comfort to my soul. I closed my eyes momentarily before opening them and staring back at him.

'From what I learned when I was tied in Markus' room, I think Scarlet sold me to them. If she had let me

know they were planning all this for me, this could have been avoided," I murmured as I recalled the

torture and fear I felt when I was tied in those chains.

Being in iron chains is the worst feeling ever. Akin didn’t let me continue, and this was the first time that

he removed his hand from my cheek and wrapped it around my body, pulling me over his naked chest.