Female Novel
Chapter 437
Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2
Chapter 427-The Fragile Protest (Akin Spade)
I was shocked to see Talia being called to testify against me. Everything looked off. I was beginning to
wonder if I was really helping her or if she was helping Igor trap me.
“Tell our kind Talia how this man killed your boyfriend last night and made you promise that you only
belong to him,” it was outrageous what Igor said. My head shifted to Talia, who nodded without
displaying any hesitation.
“Last night when me and my boyfriend were having se*x, Alpha King Akin came out of nowhere and
began to beat up my boyfriend,” she said, beginning to whimper. Right off the bat, I knew she was
reading the script Igor gave her.
“That is not true. She asked me to help her, so I went outside and saw this man forcing himself on her
while she was struggling to get out of his grasp. I saved her life. I didn’t do it for myself,” I shouted, but
from the very beginning, everybody has picked a side. They have decided to believe in their own kind.
“No! I never asked him to come for my help. He’s been obsessed with me ever since he came here. He
didn’t want me with anybody else,” Talia lied shamelessly, and when it was time, she made eye contact
with me, turned her face to the other side, and bit her tongue.
“That’s a lie. She wanted me to come for her aid,” I was shocked but also lost because I could have
sworn when she needed my help, she felt genuine.
“Aid for what? She was not in trouble,” Igor mentioned, sparing a quick, spiteful glance at Talia, who
looked hesitant under the scrutiny of his gaze. No! She didn’t play with me. He was playing with her.
She must be saying all this for some reason.
“Now that we all know what happened and how he hurt our man and also tried cheating on our
princess, I don’t think there is anything left for us to see or hear,” Igor finished his nonsense with lies,
and everyone seemed to have agreed with him.
“Talia! Tell me, why are you lying?” I tried to directly speak to her, but she was snatched away when
Igor stepped between us and the guards took her to the side.
“You are still trying to speak to her?” Igor shook his head in disbelief and then clicked his tongue,
saying, “I wonder what a fool would pick her over Beatrice.”
“You know very well that I didn’t do anything,” I hissed as my body started feeling heat from the
pressure. “I’ll never let you accomplish whatever your plans are for Beatrice,” my voice was heavy and
rough.
“And what can you even do? You are trapped her. No! actually, you are going to die here,” Igor had a
hidden smirk on his face when facing me, but as soon as he gave his back to me and faced his people
again, he had the same look of concern on his face from before.
“Now, with that being said, we have to punish this a*sshole and let these werewolves know we are not
their toys. They had once caged us, accused us, and you know what else?” He paused just after
intriguing them, “One of his brothers ate our Prince,” he finished, and gasps filled the air. “They were
feeding on our innocent prince while these brothers used Princess Beatrice as a s*ex slave,” he then
pointed at Beatrice, who looked too numb to even object.
There was no way she was coming to her senses and not speaking up for herself. “That is a lie,” I
screamed, but someone threw a soda can at me, and soon they all began to trash me.
“Beatrice!” I yelled for her, wanting to know what they had done to her.
“I understand your frustration,” Igor said, raising his hands to calm them down, “We are all angry with
them. Hence, we must end this today. I say we burn him right here or behead him right now.”
His statement was met with applause. Everyone was so convinced that I was a monster that they didn’t
want to keep me alive for a day.
My concern wasn’t even about myself, but Beatrice. I wondered what they would do to her after getting
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“Yes, do it!” someone yelled, and others began to chant after her. The crowd was overly excited and
anticipating my death.
My heart was beginning to pound louder than ever. Now that danger was facing me, I was beginning to
look for all the possible ways to fight.
“Set him on fire,” someone yelled while Igor grabbed the alcohol bottle to drench me with it.
Before he could even take a step near me, the crowd went silent at the shaky voice of Beatrice.
“NO!” Her voice was barely audible, even when she seemed to be using all her strength.
“Huh?” Melanie turned to look at her daughter. Beatrice tried getting up, but her body fell again.
Everyone was looking her way in confusion. It wasn’t a secret that she didn’t seem okay.
“No! Nobody tou—ches my Ak–in,” she whimpered, holding onto the guard’s hand and supporting her
body up from her seat.
“What is wrong with her? She looks sick,” someone from the crowd mentioned, and Igor’s muscles
stiffened.
“She is sick because of this man. I don’t think she understands what is going on here. We should not
delay,” Igor instantly intervened to get the process going when someone from the guards yelled.
“Our princess wants to address something,”
I noticed the way Igor turned their way. If looks could kill, this guard would have been dead by now.
“We are wasting time,” Igor shrugged, looking at everyone and hoping someone would take his side.
Beatrice slowly made her way towards me, and as soon as she was facing me, she dropped to her
knees.
“Beatrice!” I gasped, and so did her mother, but Beatrice turned to her with teary eyes and dismissed
her support.
“I know my Ak-in is innocent,” she whispered, staring at me with her beautiful big eyes.