Female Novel
Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 332
Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2
Chapter 332
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“Try this; you will love it,” I gave Colt my favorite chicken sandwich and noticed that he liked it. I had
been hiding him in one of my apartments and spending more time with him.
It was crazy, but I was helping him recover since he couldn’t transition and heal instantly. It’s been days
since I freed him and my team back in the cabin, and they’ve been going crazy.
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“How long are they going to keep looking for me?” Colt asked after sighing and realizing he had been
stuck here for too long. I was expecting him to start worrying. Nobody can stay stuck in one place fornovelbin
too long.
“They definitely wanted you badly because they are not giving up at any moment,” I murmured, smiling
weakly at him.
I would come over and watch movies with him, but we didn’t have an active internet connection here,
the news channels, or anything that would connect him to the outside world.
For some reason, spending time with him helped me forget about all the toxic things I was after. Colt
was different. He had a very soothing effect around him.
He would not mock or make unnecessary comments. His sense of humor on top of everything was
even better.
And he was incredibly handsome, too. “So, you never really told me what it was that they had been
keeping you for?” I asked curiously.
“They wanted to know something from me,” Colt responded, once again being very secretive.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to share,” I mumbled, but obviously it wasn’t okay. I was keeping him here
against my team’s orders and decisions, and he knew I was taking a risk by hiding a weredragon, yet
he wasn’t sharing anything with me.
“Just tell me if I am making a mistake by keeping you here?” I stated loudly enough for him to turn and
look at me in confusion.
“You look bothered by something,” Colt said, while raising his brow.
“Seriously? That’s because I am. No! like—ugh!” I gave up on pretending to be a cool person who
doesn’t take an interest in someone’s business.
I wanted to know what he was hiding.
“I kept you here and didn’t even question a word you were saying. You know you are the reason the
alpha king died, right? So, you could be the very reason I will end up dying too, yet I am keeping you
here and you are still keeping secrets from me?” I began to yammer my a*s*s out like there was no
tomorrow.
I must say, I have spooked him with my aggression. He was staring at my face like he had seen a
ghost, while I scoffed and fixed my posture, pretending to look to the side.
“Do you want me gone?” Colt asked me after staring at my face for a few seconds in silence.
“No! I want you to tell me the truth. Tell me, what are you hiding?” I pouted angrily when, instead of
trying to earn my trust, he thought it was a good idea to leave.
“Oh!” he sighed, “I am not hiding anything.”
“Then why did they chain you to that chair? What were they torturing you for?” I asked again, but in
more simple words this time.
“They wanted to know who I was here for,” Colt explained, but he still kept most of his secrets to
himself.
“Okay!” I was done here. I got and grabbed all the food items to place them on the table and leave.
“Wait!” Thankfully, he wasn’t like an alpha king to not even bother realizing his actions were upsetting
someone.
“I am here to talk to a friend—,” he whispered, “she is very important to me. I must tell her about the
mistress of doomsday,” as soon as he followed me to the door and explained what he had been hiding
this entire time, I felt my heart skipping a beat.
“What about her? I mean, the mistress of doomsday?” I asked, trying to act like 1 had no clue what this
whole thing was.
I watched him look so uncomfortable when even mentioning the Mistress. “We need to do something
about it before it’s too late,” Colt was back in his shell, and I couldn’t bring myself to question him
again.
It meant a lot to me to know he had come back to talk about me with his friend. From what I recall, his
friend was Beatrice!
Or was there someone else?
“Are we clear in here now?” he asked, and I gave him a faint smile.
“I will leave and come back with more food and stuff,” I said with a forced smile on my lips when saying
goodbye to him. Soon after I had walked out of the room, I received a call from Huia. I knew She must
have been waiting for my call.
“So, did he tell you anything?” Huia asked, reminding me how we played this whole game where I had
acted like I was helping him escape them.
Actually, when I found out they had been keeping someone in the room, I confronted Huia, and she told
me all about Colt. That’s when we planned that
I would act like I was helping him escape and keep him here, befriend him, or seduce him until he
cracks and gives up on his secrets.
The genuine issue was that—I was beginning to really like him.
“Dream! Did he tell you something?”
Huia asked again, waiting for my response. No wonder they didn’t want him to read the news and find
out the council was slowly lifting restrictions on the existence of weredragons.
“No!” I lied, “he didn’t. Are you sure he knows something that we should know? I mean, he seems
pretty harmless,” I tried being subtle when defending him.
“He is not dangerous, but the knowledge he holds can come in handy for us. Try to go back later and
do everything you can to get the truth out of him, okay?”
Huia was very forceful when she needed something. So I would always say what she wanted to hear,
but never obey her orders.