Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

69-A Bit Too Shameless

“Tell me, one match,” he insisted, his ego shining from the desperation he was showing.

I stayed silent, making weird faces to show boredom over this topic now.

“Don’t do that,” he pointed at my face, “Tell me, are you up or not?” He questioned, looking hyped up. I

felt like if I didn’t agree now, he would never even talk to me again. He looked extremely deeply into

this matter. bit.

“Fine, but the rules will be mine.” I said, and he frowned a

“What rules?” He questioned, his eyes fixated at my face.

“We will fight till we strip the opponent off every piece of clothing,” I mumbled while sneakily watching

his jaw meet the floor.

“If you are scared of getting naked in front of me, then we can think of something else,” I whispered,

and an expression of anger took over his face.

“Excuse me? What made you assume I’ll be the one end- ing up naked?” He made tight fists out of his

hands, but put them on the island lightly.

“So, you are accepting the challenge?” I asked, and after bluntly staring into my face for a minute, he

nodded aggres- sively.

“Yeah! Fine. Let’s do it.” He seemed super annoyed when accepting the challenge.

He didn’t wait for me and left after his brother. Now that I

was sitting on the stool, I couldn’t help but be excited.

“My Mates can help me get stronger,” I uttered to myself, getting off the stool and ready to leave when I

bumped into none other than Gwen.

“Oh! Hey!” I frowned when greeting her. I didn’t get what made her come back to the kitchen because,

when Akin brought her in, I thought she would take a snooze. But here she was, walking into the

kitchen with a smile on her lips.

“Hey!” she said, crawling on the stool and probably wait- ing for Akin. I stayed behind, sneakily walking

back to sit in my spot again.

“How are you now?” I asked her.

“I’m much better,” she answered, looking timid.

“I am sorry for acting aggressively last night. I didn’t plan to hurt you.” I lied. I wasn’t sorry. I just

couldn’t bring myself to feel sorry for her.

“It’s okay. You probably didn’t even know that will hap- pen,” she smiled when responding to me.

She is so fake.

“So, I heard something about your lost memory. Do you not remember anything?” I asked, getting

comfortable around her. But she didn’t seem too at ease having me around. Maybe it was the fact that I

was staring into her soul?

“Oh yes. I remember the daily activities. But other than that, I don’t remember anything,” she sighed,

her face fading a little.

“So, what about your wolf? Does she never remind me of the memories?” I asked, taking a little more

interest in know- ing her this time.

“I don’t know if I have her anymore.” The instant she con- firmed it, my heart felt a wave of happiness

hold me tight.

“Oh! You lost your wolf? Were you an Omega too?” It was just the excitement of knowing more that I

asked her that question so bluntly. She raised her face and stared at me in confusion for a moment

before she answered me.

“No! I don’t think so. The only thing I remember is being higher up,” she answered, and the smile on my

face faded a little. I didn’t like being so jealous of her, but it was a matter for my mate’s attention.

“And that’s why we believe you will be able to get your wolf back very soon again.” Akin walked into the

kitchen wearing a white suit with a grey waistcoat, looking devilishly handsome as his broad shoulders

moved when he hunched over the counter to speak to her. He had his arms spread wide and his hands

on the counter, his head down, and his eyes. raised to her level.

She shyly nodded and kept looking down. I was just star- ing at them. It hurt me to watch them act like

nobody else ex- isted whenever Gwen was in front of Akin and Helel.

“I will be in my room,” I whispered, not feeling like staying behind anymore. It only made me look

desperate and needy.

“Why? Did you finish your breakfast?” I heard Akin ask me, surprising me with the fact that he was able

to hear me when Gwen was around. I pretended not to listen to him and walked out of the kitchen,

anyway.

Once I was in the room, I kept thinking about Helel. He wanted to have a match with me, and the terms

I set were now beginning to sound weird to me. Why did I even suggest something so shameless?

He might be thinking I did it on purpose to get him to strip me. I shook my head and rested on the

mattress, but in the next few minutes; I was once again on my feet when a knock on the door made me

aware of someone’s arrival.

“Come on in,” I answered the door, walking over to the window behind my bed and staring outside.

“Ahem!” Akin cleared his throat and marched into the room. I wanted to show my initial reaction of

surprise because there was no way he had come to my room, but I kept my fa- cial expressions

neutral.

“What happened downstairs?” he asked, pushing his coat behind his back while shoving his hands into

his pants’ pock-ets.

“Nothing, why?” I asked, turning my head toward him.

“You just left like you didn’t want me in the kitchen,” he said, letting out a little laugh and pretending to

make a joke about it.

“I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable with me being around you two,” I said, and he rolled his eyes at

me.

“Beatrice! She is going to stay here for a while. It might take months or even years; just try to get used

to it and not make it awkward,” he said as he exited the room without wait- ing around to hear me

object. My objection wouldn’t do any- thing anyway.