Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 547 The Broken Huldra (Maura)
Zane stood there and made sure to see his brother take his last breath. It looked painful. Even though I had turned my face the
other way, Zane kept looking at him as if I was giving him the happiness he had long desired.
“Take them all and put them in the cage,” the moment Akin’s eyes closed, Zane stood up and straightened his posture, ordering
his men to cage everyone else.
“We have to prepare for the arrival of our queen,” he announced, pulling his coat and fixing it. When he left the room and I
started to follow him, I felt useless.
Why weren’t you watching? Did you feel bad for my brother, Maura? His hands were tied behind his back as he walked elegantly
through the halls, ignoring all the chaos his men were creating around him. “I couldn’t watch him die,” I said without
sugarcoating. He slowed down while pointing to the room he had chosen for us.
Just as I walked in, I realized it was the room Beatrice stays in when she comes here to stay with her mother. “Why would you
have sympathy for someone who wants me dead?” Zane stretched his neck and his aura darkened.
“The same way you lied to me about this whole war,” as soon as I decided to use a direct approach, he stopped frowning and
looked in my direction very worriedly this time.
“This war was never to keep you alive, right? You wanted to take down everyone who could potentially steal Beatrice from you,” I
felt my chest slam open and someone rip my heart out.
It was so hard to look into his eyes when I realized that he made me help him just so he could have his lover. I was committing
sins for him, and he kept lying to me.
“That’s not true. I said all that to my brother just to make him angry on his last time,” he tried to approach me, but I walked away
from him, creating a good space between us.
“You’re lying to me once again. You don’t look like someone who has been wronged in any way, shape or form. You look so
happy when you kill someone,” my words broke down as I continued to cry all night when I saw dead bodies. But he was happy
all that time.
“That’s because I will finally take revenge on those who hurt me,” once again, he decided to lie to my face.

“This room, why this particular room?” I screamed as I pointed to all the pictures of Beatrice on the wall and desk.
There was no way this war was about anything other than him wanting to have Beatrice.
“Look! It’s true that I love her. And I told you that. I’ve been very clear from the beginning that I’ll keep it for myself, but that
doesn’t mean you have a lesser place in my heart. I cried for you when I thought you had died—I had to interrupt him because I
couldn’t listen to him anymore.
“That’s the problem. You only cry for me when I die. But when I’m alive, I’m just a tool for you,” I don’t know how I thought I had
been given another chance to be happy in my life when I got out of one cage and got stuck in the other.
“Maura! You’re just trying to hold on to anything to start arguing. In fact, you’re just jealous of Beatrice,” his words rang in my
ears. My eyes watched his face in shock. You don’t want to share me. Just admit it; You are the one who is being selfish. If you
really wanted me, you’d be helping me get back to Beatrice. Because that’s where most of my happiness lies. I’ll never be really
happy unless I have it,” he didn’t hesitate to say it to my face. I just stared at him, tears came and went from my eyes, but he
didn’t notice them.
He was angry that I ruined his moment of triumph and that he couldn’t celebrate his brother’s death. “Think about everything I
said. You’ll hate yourself for pushing me so hard,” he said before storming out of the room.
I was shocked to the point that I fell backwards and sat on the bed.
Your bed.
“I will hate myself.”
“I’m selfish.”
“I’m jealous of her.”
I repeated all his words a hundred times without taking a break, and no matter how many minutes passed, they still hurt.
Every word he said to belittle me broke me. It shattered me. I started to feel like a disgusting sxual toy lying aside.
It wasn’t even that she loved him too. He wanted to catch her tightly, cage her, and make her love him. Why couldn’t he just
accept that there was someone who was willing to love him unconditionally despite all his flaws?

Before long, I heard the news that Beatrice and others had arrived. I was called to join the army with Zane, but he wasn’t the one
who came to give me the news. He knowingly left me in the room crying and didn’t even look at me. And then he stood face to
face with Beatrice, expressing his love for her and calling me his dear friend.
“No!” shouted Beatrice. She didn’t even care about all the things he was doing for her. All his focus was on the news of his
partner’s death. I feel guilty. As I cried and Helel hugged her tightly, I felt responsible for her tears.
“How could you-?” she was screaming, and Helel was crying. But he knew that everyone’s life depended on how he acted. As for
Beatrice, she could act as she wished, Zane would never punish her or get angry with her.
Right there, I saw my entire dream world crumble at Beatrice’s feet.