Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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

Chapter 389 – Addicted To G*angb*ang

Igor Havoc:

“Lord Igor!” I entered the car only when Vincent ran towards it and stopped me from closing the door.

“Vincent! You are not coming with us,” 1 frowned, pouting at him. He sometimes reminds me of my dog, who

wanted to go everywhere with me. I would put him on a leash or in a cage whenever he tried to follow me too

much.

Now, my main concern was whether Vincent would like a leash or a cage.

“The Alpha King is on call,” being a manager, he attended all my calls and my affairs.

“Oh!” I narrowed my eyes, thinking, Why would he call me right before he knows I’m leaving for a meet-up with

him?

I grabbed the phone and cleared my tone, forcing a fake smile on my lips before speaking on the phone with him.

“Yes?” I said.

“The plan has changed a little,” Akin excused. I frowned even more in space, wondering what happened to make

him suddenly change his mind.

I steadily got out of the car and sighed, pausing to simmer down before responding to him.

“Why? We have everything planned, is everything okay?” I forced a calm and understanding voice and added a

little spice of concern as well.

“Yeah! Some pack issues that need my immediate attention,” Akin lied, he has to. He could have let me visit them

and excused me. I didn’t mind staying there for a few days. But no! He made it seem like he didn’t want me to

come over.

I could be wrong!

So, let’s give it a test.

“Oh! So, I will then come over and stay at a hotel until you are free? How does that sound?” I asked by force. It was

unlike me to invite myself somewhere I was not required to be.

I was slowly making my way back into the mansion because my gut feeling said this trip was already over—

canceled.

“I get that you want to meet her soon, but our pack is facing a threat, so we have guarded and blocked the

borders. Hence, no vehicles are allowed to enter our pack,” he said. He sounded intellectual, and very calm, but

also threatening.

He intrigued me.

It was weird because, throughout my life, I have never heard someone talk and feel so threatened.

Well, maybe because I didn’t meet anyone at all.

“Okay, that’s understandable,” I was this close to asking him. What about people on foot? Are they allowed? But

then I decided not to waste my jokes on this a*ssh*ole.

As I walked back into the foyer, Melanie got up from her throne, where she sits and stares at the door the whole

day, and threw a quizzical stare at my face.

“I hope we haven’t caused you much trouble,” he sounded so bored when speaking to me. Wasn’t he a tad bit

excited to hear from the weredragon King?

Of course not.

These a*ssh*oles were only interested in the Weredragon Queen. Once I get her here, I will make her reject these

assholes, who got assigned to her for no reason.

“No! It’s fine,” it wasn’t fine, but I had to say it.

“So, when can we reschedule the meetup?” As I asked him. Lady Melanie got the idea that my trip had been

canceled.

“I’ll let you know soon,” Akin responded. I clenched my jaw and bobbed my head as I understood something was

wrong.

“May I ask if you have my warrior with you? His name is Colt Abyss?” I questioned him, and after a pause, I heard

him clear his throat.

“No! We were trying to execute him once, but then he took off. My brother saved his life,” Akin impressed me with

how he made sure in those two sentences he gave out as much context as he could.

Firstly, he let me know that Colt escaped their grasp and then, that his brother helped a weredragon.

“May I speak to Beatrice?” I finally mustered up the courage to ask for her.

Melanie’s eyes sparkled when hearing her daughter’s name. She even looked excited and gestured at me to put my

phone on speaker or let her speak to Beatrice as well.

“She—is sleeping,” he stuttered before answering. I couldn’t understand exactly what was going on in his

background, but there was a lot of ruckus going on.

“Oh okay. No problem. It was just that her mother wanted to speak to her,” I let it be there so that he could know’

her mother was waiting for her.

“I hope I can speak to her sooner because I have to give her the pendant before I decide to break it,” as I said that

and silence followed, I started laughing, “I’m joking. Oh my God! I think you don’t have any sense of humor.”

I played it off like I always did.

“Yeah, talk to you again,” the dry son of a bitch hung up the call and didn’t even apologize correctly for causing me

trouble by making a plan and then canceling it.

“A*ssh*ole,” I muttered.

“What happened? What did he say? Why didn’t he call her on the phone?” Melanie was asking all these questions,

and I was getting exhausted with her. “Tell me, Igor! Why didn’t he bring her on the phone?” As she stepped in my

way and stopped me from moving away, I got frustrated enough to plan to make her day worse.

Mine was bad, so hers should be too.

“They are all f*uc*king her right now,” I said, and her eyes jumped out of their sockets.

“What?” she gasped, covering her mouth in her hands, and Vincent shook his head behind her, suggesting I don’t

bother her.

“They are having a g*angb*ang right now,” I explained it to her with a better title.

“Now, I’ll go rest,” I said under my breath while she broke down.

“My poor girl,” I heard her cry, probably using Vincent’s shoulder for comfort. “She is fine. I’m sure he was joking,”

Vincent uttered, trying to console her.