Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

40-He Wants To Sleep Around

My mom had agreed upon staying and even told Lord Vasquez to say nothing hurtful to me ever again.

He came to my room and told me he had just panicked because of the way his mother talked about my

wolf. She convinced them that if I continue taking my pills, I will be fine.

Lord Vasquez planned the family dinner to cheer up my mom after he had upset her with his words for

me. I got my pills, and Mom made sure I ate them. Although she made it clear why I shouldn’t be missing

my pills, I still wanted to miss a day and see if I could feel the mate bond with the brothers again.

More specifically, to see if I missed Akin last time.

Just the thought of him being my mate made me shut my legs shyly. I was called into the dining room

after everything was served. Wearing a blue hoodie and white skirt, I wandered around until the brothers

came. I was a bit shocked to see what my mother was wearing.

She had a strapless red dress on. The cleavage was so low that it could barely cover my mom’s big

boobs. They were just hanging out and jiggling every time she moved. The dress was also tiny from the

bottom. The only reason I could think of as to why she wore that dress was to maybe impress Lord

Vasquez until I began to notice the weird things she was doing.

“Helel! What do you always eat with those salads?” Mom got up from her seat with a pasta bowl and

reached for him.

“It is a part of my diet plan,” he answered, not really paying too much attention to her.

“Come on, eat some of this. I made this for you all.” She stood

beside him and started filling his plate with pasta, and that’s when I noticed how he was scrunching his

nose and frowning, trying to pull away from her. I realized it was because, while filling his bowl, her entire

chest was getting rubbed against his arm, and no matter how hard he tried to pull away from her, she

would get closer to him.

I felt so awkward about what my mom was doing.

“That will be enough,” he finally spoke up and shook his head angrily before he raised his face and

glared at me. I don’t understand how anything my mom does makes them angry at me? Is it because

they think we are in this together?

I had to lower my eyes to escape his angry glare.

“I have been thinking of working out, but I couldn’t find a better instructor there. Now that I am here for

three days, I was thinking, why not have Helel help me with my posture and everything?” She sat down

with Lord Vasquez and babbled. I wondered if she didn’t notice how uncomfortable she was making him

by talking like that.

“That is a wonderful idea,” Vasquez cheered, “I would love to see my son bond with his new mother.” He

didn’t understand my mother’s intentions, but I swear Helel was getting angrier.

“I would love to, but I am busy the next few days. Maybe when you come back again, we can give it a

shot,” Helel excused himself without even finishing his dinner and got out of his chair to leave. “I have to

be somewhere; excuse me!” he said and rushed out of the living room.

I couldn’t feel like eating anymore either. I noticed the brothers talking with their eyes. I bet they noticed

everything Mom did to make Helel leave.

Why?

After the dinner ended, I sneaked out of the living room when mom and lord Vasquez decided to take

care of the dishes and do the dirty work on the kitchen counter. I know this because the instant I walked

out; I heard them smooching.

Climbing the stairs, I reached my desired destination for the night. I wanted to speak to Helel and

apologize to him for my mom’s behavior.

I didn’t have to knock on the door because he had left it ajar for anyone to come in. However, I did clear

my throat to get his attention.

“What?” he asked, giving me his back and packing his bag.

“Are you leaving for somewhere?” I couldn’t stand outside the room anymore when I saw him packing his

stuff.

“That’s none of your business,” he said, only taking a few clothes and some stuff.

“But I feel like it is because of my mom,” I whispered, watching him aggressively shove his toothbrush

into the bag.

“It is not okay. I mean, yeah! She gave me an idea of what kind of woman she is, but that’s not why I am

leaving. In fact, I am not even leaving. I will be back in a few days,” he corrected himself after he realized

he was coming off wrong.

“Then why are you leaving, and where are you going to stay?” I asked in a little utterance, keeping my

tone down and soft.

“There is someone who needs my help,” he answered, but didn’t look my way. I could be wrong, but it

seemed like he was trying to steal his eyes from me.

“Who?” I wasn’t uttering anything anymore, and even he turned his neck in my direction to stare at me.

“Is it that girl, Gwen Moore?” I asked, and the frown growing on his forehead confirmed my suspicion.

“Why do you have her name in your mouth?” He almost sounded so threatening when asking about her

name.

“You are going to stay with her, aren’t you?” I was not afraid of him, but I was jealous of her. I have heard

him say her name and show concern for her way too many times to avoid the topic.

“Why the heck do you think you can ask me anything?” He let out a little scoff, or more like laughed at

me in disbelief.

“Because I am your mate. In fact, a fated one that you cannot even reject.” I heard the confidence in my

tone, but it was the look on his face that stole the show.