Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 499
Chapter 489 My Crazy Lover. (Beatrice Dismay)
He kept staring into my eyes with fear while I dug my nails into his chest and shoved my hand into him.
“Now you will get to be with your family,” I knew it was harsh, but that’s what he gets for ruining others. As I held his heart in my
fist, his eyes grew in size before they became lifeless.
All the memories from my childhood, when we used to play in the playground, flash before my eyes.
While I pulled his heart out, I sat on top of him and began to sob.
“I didn’t want to do this,” suddenly the realization struck me. I could have just arrested him. Why did I kill him?
I just couldn’t bring myself to leave him out alive, and then he strikes back again. It was the fear of losing so many loved ones
that made me take this step.
“We were friends, Flynn!” I closed my eyes, speaking in sobs, “We had such a great bond, but then you let the world change you.
You listened to the devil and let him use you. And then you became one,” I was whimpering as I remembered how he was the
only friend I got when I was a child and thought nobody would ever like me. “Why did you change?” I cried, sniffling and slowly
tossing my body to the side, lying in the bed while still holding his heart in my fist.
“Even if he hadn’t changed, do you think you could have fought against the urge to do this?” The person walking into the cabin
was none other than Zane. I sat up instantly in bed and glared at him with my eyes darting hateful glares. “Don’t look at me with
so much hate. This was your decision. Now you know why we must kill some people. I didn’t Kill Maddox because I just wanted
to get rid of him. He was neither a hero nor a villain. His end was going to be harsh, so I helped him escape the world while it
was still beautiful, only for him to die at the hands of someone else. I helped you all by committing that sin myself, and you all
just hated me for it. Now look at you; what difference does it make? You are holding someone’s heart now. How does it feel?” He
was talking in a soft tone, making me shake my head in denial.
There was no way what he was saying was anywhere near the truth.
“You killed him for your own sake. As for this man–he is nothing like Maddox. He was going to— r*ape me just to take revenge
on you. You see where I am going? It is all you once again. Your sins are coming back to haunt us,” I hissed, jumping out of the
bed and keeping my eyes fixated on his face.

“Hm! You can say all you want. The reason you are talking so much is that you are dearly loved by me. Beatrice, why do you
think I haven’t unlocked the worst curse on every single pack so far? It is because of you–,” he claimed, stepping closer and
pulling out a handkerchief.
“And then you say that I am unable to love someone,” he let out a little laugh, stopping right in front of my face and cleaning
Flynn’s blood off of my face.
I stayed silent. Suddenly, I was not able to pull away from him. It was as if his voice was providing me with a soothing feeling.
I wanted to step away from him, but I couldn’t.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, caressing my chin and staring at my face with nothing but love in his eyes. That’s when I
noticed something on his face. There was blood splattered everywhere. As I frowned, I began to succumb to his voice even
more. The red color looked so enchanting.
It was only then that I forced myself to close my eyes and shake my head. “What is on your face?” I asked, opening my eyes and
watching him smirk.
“I brought you a gift,” he said, pulling away to grab something from outside the door. I was running a hand through my hair,
wondering what was happening to me. Surely, I shouldn’t be talking to him or even letting him t*ouch me.
As he returned with his hands behind his back, he made me more curious. “Here! My gift for you,” as soon as he pulled out what
he was hiding behind his back, a gasp left my l*ips.
It was Mariah’s head.
“I did this one for you,” he spoke softly, expecting a response that would scream. I was not grateful to him. But despite feeling
slow, I was able to step back and fall on my b*utt, expressing shock and fear.
“What the heck! What did you do?” I yelled, crawling away from him as he looked offended by my response. “I did this for you.
Don’t act like you wouldn’t have chased her down and done the same to her. The only difference is that you have been very
quick, and I believe in causing pain,” he argued back, frowning and hunching over, dangling her head around.
“You are a monster,” I uttered. I didn’t plan to kill her. I did say it to Flynn, but I didn’t mean it. I was going to arrest her, but he
killed her and that too very brutally.

“Really? Don’t act all saintly when you are still holding his heart in your hand,” as he mentioned that, my attention broke to my
hand, and I threw away his heart, rubbing my palm crazily over the floor to clean it.
“It felt good, didn’t it?” He smirked even after I had gotten rid of the heart.
“You are crazy. I didn’t like it. I was just angry at him because of how he was I shut up when he hushed me down.
“There you go with the excuses. You are not realizing it right now, but you are as dangerous as I am. In fact, you are more
dangerous than me. Because you are able to hide your true colors and live among those people who have no idea what terror
you will unleash on them the day they hurt you,” his words ringing in my ears like a cursed song.
I began to feel dizzy and hysterical, and that’s all I remember.