Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 143

143-Another Thirsty Mate

Helel left me alone in the kitchen after he displayed disap- pointment. I couldn’t even stop him because his hatred for weredragons was enough to scare me off.

In the next two days, I had to attend school even though I was extremely terrified that my mom would arrive and beat me up.

They had worked on our school’s building and made it look brand new again. It was weird to be back at school and face Mariah, who was already wandering in the hallway with her friends.

“Hey!” Before she could approach me, I heard Flynn’s voice from behind me. I didn’t stop and kept walking in the di-rection of the lockers.

“Beatrice!” He rushed over and stood beside my lockers.

“What are you wearing?” he asked the first thing when I stopped at my locker.

I looked down at my white skirt, and the most prominent thing was my cleavage. Although the blue top had a deep cleavage, it wasn’t something I was wearing exclusively. There was no dress code at school today, so I wanted to wear some- thing cute and naughty. However, Flynn looked flustered.

“If you are asking this question because you are im- pressed and want to buy this dress for someone or yourself, then I can give you details of what she is wearing. But if you are asking this because you think it is inappropriate, then I have only one thing to say to you—–” I paused to narrow my eyes at his face. “I’m sorry, but who are you?” I nodded with a stern face while he looked shocked.

“Your mate,” he scoffed, his glare deepening into my face.

“Wait! Where did you wake up from? You have been miss- ing for months and suddenly you are coming back to remind me that I have an incompetent mate who made fun of me in- stead of accepting me when it was the right time?” I said as I recalled the horrible first day of school. I relied on him so much, and he ruined everything for me.

We weren’t only mates but good friends too, and he threw it all away just to please Alpha King Zane.

“You didn’t use to look like this back then,” he shrugged, making my eyes to grow wider and watch him in disbelief. He really thought that would be enough explanation for his fucked up behavior.

“Right!” I bobbed my head.

“So! I think you should forget about it. It happened a long time ago. Why don’t we start over? Why don’t you meet me in the empty classroom at the end of the hallway?” He smirked as he took a step closer and ran his finger through my hair, pushing it back from my face.

“You are not planning to bully me again, are you?” I asked in the softest tone.

“No! I promise, not this time,” he said and then stepped back to point at the hallway where he would be waiting for me. “I am waiting,” he said, walking away after saying that.

I stood in my spot, kept staring at the hallway, and decid- ed what to do. He wasn’t wrong about the fact that we were still mates.

It took me some minutes to follow the trail and reach the classroom. With my heart pumping hard in my chest, I pushed the door open and walked into the empty room. He turned around from the window when he heard that I had arrived.

“Say what you have to say,” I said, gently folding my arms over my chest and letting him speak.

“I am sorry for what I did to you. I should never have pranked, or in other words, belittled you. You were my mate, my fated mate, and I fucked up. I was the one who convinced you that we could be more than just friends and then humili- ated you in front of everyone. I am really sorry. I want to cor- rect my mistake by accepting you,” he stated with a lot of emotion.

I didn’t look away from him for a minute. After he was done talking, he waited for my response before he said,

“So, I, Alpha Flynn Winchester—,” As I heard his surname, I felt icky but couldn’t say more because I had an issue at hand that needed my full attention.

“Wait!” I stopped him from talking. “Don’t you like an au- dience for your special days?” I smirked as I stepped aside and opened the door to the principal and his sweet mother.

“Mom!” Flynn gulped, looking petrified of her arrival.

“Varisha Winchester! You had a lot to say to my mom when your son bullied me. You even called me a whore, who was forcing your son to accept her. Now, what do you have to say to the truth coming out of your own son’s mouth?” I fold- ed my arms over my chest and shook my head at them. The students behind them were gossiping in their ears.

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“I’ll be on my way to the café now that I’m done here,” I shrugged, walking among them to the outside and watching Mariah look at me with shocked eyes. She didn’t expect this from me, did she?

I didn’t give a fuck what Flynn said. I knew he wasn’t pun- ishing me because he liked me or because he was sorry. He was trying to get under Zane’s skin by dating his stepsister.

I went to the café and ate a lot. I don’t recall being this hungry before. That’s when I saw Zane walking in my direction with a weird look.

“Come on, let’s go,” he muttered, keeping his spine erect.

“Where?” I asked, taking a huge bite of my third sandwich.

“Just come with me,” he insisted in an annoying mood.

“Is it because I exposed your bestie in front of everyone?” I immediately expected the worst from Zane.

He closed his eyes to take a deep breath before opening them and hunching over my table to say, “Your mom is home. And guess who else is there? Flynn and his mother.” As he fin- ished, I gulped.