Sharing Beatrice novel

Chapter 57

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 57 – I Am Jealous

The next morning, I woke up early with my mom and had breakfast with her. Akin dropped them off at

the airport while I stayed awake in the foyer. I was waiting for Akin to return home so that I could speak

to him before Gwen woke up and stole all of their attention. While in the foyer, I kept feeling itchy in the

back.

I had to rub my back against the couch like a bear for I don’t know how long. The more I itched, the

more irritation it caused.

“It is not okay,” I whispered to myself, feeling a little sweaty, but not too bad since it was too cold

already.

“I need to meet Akin and see if my wolf connects with him. After that, I am taking my medicine—s,” I

grunted, running my arms behind my back to itching my skin more violently. That’s when Akin’s car

arrived in the parking lot, and I jumped to my feet to run into him. I stood at the entrance and watched

him get out of the car and walk my way. He was frowning when he approached the door.

“Why are you standing here?” he asked, trying to walk past me.

“Remember, you said we need to see if I am mated to you all?” I whispered, opening my arms to block

his way inside.

“Yes, I recall suggesting that,” he stepped back, his face. puzzled.

“So! I didn’t take the medicines. All we need to do is touch each other and se—,” I was in the process

of rambling my thoughts to him when he shut me up a little too harshly.

“Wait! no! you want to know if you are mates with me? That’s disgusting.” he grimaced at my

suggestion, “I remember suggesting we should see just so that I can find a way to free us all from your

mate bond,” he looked so devastated when hearing about what I wanted in that moment.

I didn’t know being mated to me would be such a disgusting thing to him. Nobody was happy to learn I

was their mate, from Flynn to these brothers.

“But what about me? I cannot lose all my mates,” I whispered in a dejected tone.

“Beatrice! You are going to be my stepsister. I am not taking part in anything that would question my

morals,” he complained, raising his hands to show he wasn’t touching me.

“Akin!” Just when I was going to argue with him, the b*tch woke up. Her sweet, innocent voice

distracted us from the serious conversation. He looked behind me, and the frown on his face

disappeared. His eyes held so much respect for her that even I was surprised.

“What made you wake up so early, Gwen?” he asked, and he almost shoved me aside to get inside

and approach her. She was wearing a white silk nightgown that was able to fall perfectly over her

b*rea*sts and hip bones. She was pet*ite, and I was curvy. At that very moment, I realized I needed to

get something similar to that. Imagine the silk falling so perfectly over my curvy body.

“I was uncomfortable in my bedroom,” she replied, hugging herself. Akin didn’t waste a single minute

before taking off his coat and wrapping it around her body…

“No! I am fine,” she instantly took it off and stepped back from him, “I am so sorry. I am just not-my

body doesn’t react well to anyone touching me.” she sounded so pure. I am sure Akin thought about it

too because he smiled innocently at her statement.

“I understand. Don’t worry, I will keep my germs to myself,” he joked, awkwardly taking back his coat.

“But then you will have to sit by the fireplace while I prepare breakfast for you,” he rushed over to the

fireplace and set it up for her. The way he was running around for her comfort seemed like a young boy

in love. I stood in the corner, watching them interact like a third party.

I wasn’t even feeling like the lead in my story.

“I don’t want you to waste your time cooking food for me,” she sat down by the fireplace, watching him

wrap a blanket around her but making sure he didn’t even lay a finger on her.

Was it the reason they didn’t respect me? Maybe I was reluctant. Would they also pursue me?

“It is fine. It was our idea to bring you here and take care of you. So please don’t keep apologizing or Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

thanking us,” Akin. said in a very sweet tone. I don’t remember him ever talking to me in this tone.

He was so gentle with her. She gave him a smile as he walked away from her.

“Go back to your room, and I don’t want to hear about that topic again,” he said to me, motioning me to

leave Gwen alone.

I watched him get into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her, so I chased after him to have a word

with him.

“What is it about her that you were giggling like a schoolgirl in front of her?” I almost raised my voice,

sounding super jealous with the way my hands were tightly turned into fists.

“Are you jealous of her? Beatrice! For heaven’s sake, you are my— stepsister; you should-ugh!” he

grunted when trying to speak to me. What happened to the fluency of speech from earlier?

“I didn’t take the medicines so that I could find out who my mates are. I am not going to let it go in vain

after being tormented inside for hours.” Rejecting his idea of not discussing the mate bond, I bolted

closer to him and got on my tiptoes to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. He wasn’t expecting us, but his

response was quick.

He stepped back from me, growling in rage, ready to push me back but holding in the desire. That’s

when we heard it,

‘Mate!’