Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

272-The Heart Eater.

His hand stayed in the air for a few seconds before he dragged down his claw and stepped back,

howling under his breath.

I kept looking his way as he sprinted out of my sight. I didn't know what to do at the moment, as I was

consumed by all the blood and the remains of Pamela that were scattered around.

Beatrice!'' Zane calling my name broke me out of the cage of my thoughts. The entire floor was on the

verge of breaking down. I feared that if I even moved a muscle, it would all come crashing down.

Steadily and carefully, I began to get up on my feet, but I collapsed the very next second. I covered my

eyes with my hands when the floor shook, and suddenly the spot under me broke.

I opened my eyes in reflex and found my body floating. I was in the air with my arm holding onto the

unbroken spot, which seemed to crash any time from now.

’Ah! I breathed heavily, looking down to calculate the distance. The condition I was in would cause me

a lot of pain if I let go of my hand.

The debris down there was also messy. I would get hurt. But my hand was slipping, so I had no option

but to unintentionally let go.

'Ahhhhh!' I screamed as my body dropped, but I landed in strong yet comfortable arms instead of

landing on the mess.

The scent of the body mixed with the warmth was enough for me to know who caught me.

’Zane!’ I uttered, opening my eyes and watching him walk out of the house as it went into shambles.

He was only wearing shorts right now, and his body had a lot of cuts, but they were healing pretty

quickly.

Quicker than how a normal werewolf's body would heal. One of the many perks of being an Alpha King.

He took me outside and was about to enter the tall grass, and I wiggled in his arms and stopped him.

’What about Akin?" I asked, and he put me down.

'Is he still inside?" Zane asked. His face was covered in dust and mud. I could tell he had a great fight

with Markus.

'I saw him leave, but I'm not sure," I said, trying to get up. He wrapped his arm around my body and

helped me get up.

’I didn't see him—there he is!" Zane said as he watched Akin come out from the back side of the

house, covered in dust. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt that was all unbuttoned.

His body was covered in injuries, and the main one was on his stomach.

’I had my clothes there," he whispered, avoiding looking into my eyes.

’What did you do to Markus?" Akin asked, still avoiding me.

'He is never coming back to bother anyone,’ Zane replied, "Ripped him apart." The way he was talking

about it was as if it gave him pleasure.

I wouldn't be surprised if it did. I would have done the same.

*1 need to clean up and take care of all the stuff here," Zane said after watching his brother gently

press his hand on his shirt to hide the wound on his belly.

’Why don't you take her to someplace safe? I'll come to see you guys after I'm done here. I have to

prepare a report and everything," Zane suggested to Akin. I know he didn't want his brother to feel bad

for not healing quickly, so he tried another way to give Akin some rest.

’Are you sure you don't need me here?" Akin asked and walked over to us.

'No! I'll be fine." Zane tapped his shoulder and then went ahead to examine the area and probably call

his beta and gamma to record everything.

’Let's go," Akin whispered without sparing me a glance and was about to lead his way into the tall grass

when he stopped just to see me suffer when trying to walk.

I guess the iron chains had hurt my ankles pretty badly.

’It's oka—,’ I tried excusing myself because I didn't want to pressure his body, but he didn't even listen

to me and carried me in his arms.

I felt so guilty and bad at the moment.

He carried me all the way out of the fields and didn't put me down, even when I asked him to do so.

He had his car parked near the road, so after sitting me down in the passenger seat, he started the

engine without saying much.

'I thought you were going to claw me back in there," I tried joking to ease him up. I could put myself in

his position and understand why he was so uncomfortable.

From little much I've known about him, he was a private guy.

He was probably uneasy that I saw his wolf.

'I would never," he whispered in his mouth, keeping his eyes on the road.

’Your wolf is—," before I could finish, he interrupted.

"Scary?" The sadness in his voice shook my heart.

’Powerful," my word got him to slow down and turn his head around to look at me.

"You are powerful,’ I reassured him that I wasn’t seeing him like that.

"I don't know why you are so uncomfortable talking about your wolf when you should be proud of its

strength,’ as I kept going, he kept staring at my face in amusement.

I know what I was saying. There was a high chance that Akin was the one who ate my brother's heart,

but I couldn't bring myself to blame him for it.

He was just a child.

It would be hard for me to be around. I'm sure it will remind me of my brother, but once again!

Akin was innocent.

"You are—,’ I was still talking when a bright light blinded me. Akin was so busy staring at my face that

he didn't see the car coming.

’Akin watch out!" I screamed as a fast racing car came onto us.