Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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

Chapter 384 Stealing Her Man

Scarlet’s POV:

I began to walk around with this man. who seemed to be one of the royal guards. I was excited to meet the King

and Queen and let them know’ I took care of their daughter while the werewolves fed their son to their son.

As soon as I was welcomed into a mansion, I was stunned by the beauty of it. Although the decor was from years

ago, it was fancy and excellent. The entire mansion was white, with luscious gardens. It was built on a hill, and in

front of it was a waterfall.

So it was indeed tine that her parents were extremely rich. I had started to imagine all the things I would get with

the money they would give me for taking care of their daughter.

As soon as I was walked into a huge foyer, I was met with a lady sitting on a high chair in a golden gown. She had

pale white skin and eyes like Beatrice’s. Right oft’ the bat, I knew this was her mother. But for some reasons, I

couldn’t recognize her father. There were many old men around, but no one seemed to be fit for the title of

weredragon king.

And then a young, handsome man walked downstairs, wearing a long black coat. He was covered in tattoos. His

broad shoulders and green eyes, along with his long blond hair, were worth the appreciation. However, I couldn’t

understand why he was wearing a crown.

“Your highness!” The man who brought me here bowed down to him before stepping aside and announcing, “She is

the one who freed us.”

I straightened my back when everybody started sneaking a peek at me. They were watching me with their eyes

peeled and excitement shown on their faces.

“Hmm!” the man said, using his deep and heavy voice to fill my skin with goosebumps. But that didn’t drown my

hopes. Sure! He looked scary and weird, but they have been caged for years. It wasn’t their fault that they looked

crazy.

“Young lady!” he said as he walked over to me. My heart skipped a beat as I ran a hand through my hair. This man

looked barely 25, and he was calling me a young lady. I guess I have hit the jackpot.

“May I ask your beautiful name?” He stopped right in my face and smiled, gently pushing his hand forward and

asking for my name.

“Scarlet!” I giggled, giving him my hand and smiling nonstop.

“That is a pretty name,” he bowed down and planted a kiss on the back of my hand. I was having butterflies fly all

around in my stomach.

“Igor Havoc!” He introduced himself but kept holding my hand tightly in between his hands. I swear, I felt like even

his gentle hold would break my bones.

“I don’t know how you did it, but we all owe you for it,” he continued to talk, mesmerizing me under his charms.

“I had been on a mission since forever! I wanted to free you all because I truly believed what my kind did to you

was horrible,” I made sure they knew I wasn’t on the werewolves’ side. And it seemed like he liked it.

“Ah! No wonder I could only sense a good energy around you,” he smiled, bowing his head down once again and

kissing my hand. I was melting at his kind gesture. I promise if he kisses me again, I will just take off my pants and

spread my legs right away for this handsome beast.

“You know, we have suffered a lot. Most of our people died thinking of this day. But because of you, it finally

happened. Tell me, what do you desire, beautiful lady?” He asked again, gently pushing me closer to his chest.

“I can’t stay here,” the lady in the back placed a hand on her stomach as if she was having a hard time watching us

and got up from her seat.

“Then you should walk out and watch the gorgeous weather. It is not the same anymore, you know. You can finally

see colour and even feel it,” while speaking to her, he swiftly turned to look at me when he said that last word.

I shyly giggled and collected myself.

“There is no time to think about all these things. I want my kids back,” she yelled as she grabbed her dress to carry

it a little and come in our direction.

I understood who she was. She was Mrs. Dismay!

So, I was right.

“Beatrice Dismay!” I said, and the two were shocked. “She was your daughter?” I asked, and she nodded with much

excitement.

“I gave her that name,” I said, and noticed the hunk releasing my hand. “I mean, I was very young myself back

then,” I didn’t want to let him know I am that old. I mean, I am not, but still.

My initial plan changed the moment this man held my hand.

“Tell me what you know about my daughter?” She was now not only excited but forceful too. The way she lunged at

me to hold me by my arms shocked me.

“Lady Melanie!” Igor stepped between us and freed me from her toxic gaze. I wonder why Beatrice was so crazy.

She must have gotten it from her mother. I guess he was her brother, but I don’t ever remember anybody speaking

about them having more kids. Maybe he was some kid they adopted.

“She is our prized guest. Don’t scare her away,” Igor continued to speak in his melodic, heavy voice.

“You should be the one asking her about Beatrice. Did you forget she is your mate?” Melanie’s voice held a lot of

commandments, but I was soon snapped out of the thoughts when I heard her call him Beatrice’s mate.

F*uc*king hell!

No!

The plan changed again.

Igor mumbled and sneaked a glance at me. “I will speak to her once we let her rest and take a shower,” he said.

S*hi*t! It was no secret that I hadn’t taken a shower in a long time.

“Scarlet dear! My man will take you to the guestroom. You will receive a dress that complements your beauty.

Shower and get ready for a great feast as we are celebrating our freedom today,” he stated with much love and

affection.

That was it. I am stealing this man from Beatrice.