Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 150

150 in His Bathtub

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"Beatrice! Did you miss your medicines?" Colt approached me again, kneeling beside me and not understanding what was wrong with me.

I was on my knees, my hands on the ground, and my back was aching. I raised my head and watched him stare me in the eye before the frown on his forehead unfolded. His eyes grew, and his eyebrows reached high.

"Beatrice! You are not---," he gasped, closing his eyes and clenching his fists. "Shit! You are not a werewolf," he gasped, shaking his head as he too knew what my fate would be now.

"I am i---n pain," I spoke to him, but even I was scared when I heard my voice. It was raspy and full of commands, even when I wanted to beg him for help.

"Shit! I am so ---," he said, grasping his hair in his fist and then snapping his fingers.

"I know--- I know what to do," he nodded to himself. "Just come with me, okay?" He proceeded to carry me again, and this time, he left his dragon to take over.

Since he was still wearing the pendant, he was only going to transition a little. Enough to let his dragon help him keep me in place.

He took me into the deep woods and to a cabin covered in trees and branches. Once we were inside the cabin, I real- ized it was a much cozier one. It had one big room and a bath- room. He sat me down in the bathroom while he filled the tub with cold water.

"I don't know much about your dragon, but every were- dragon feels comfort when they come in contact with cold water during their transition. I don't even know if you are tran- sitioning into your full form or weredragon form, but I guess this will help," Colt had been talking nonstop. I was very well aware of how frightened he was. He must have a lot of ques- tions for me, but I wasn't in a state to answer him anything at the moment. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I couldn't see my face, but I could tell my skin was all red from seeing my other body parts. My mother really messed me up.

"Take off your clothes and get in the bathtub," he said, turning around to face away. I did what he had asked me to do and stripped off my clothes instantly.

Ace was struggling to come out, but because she wasn't able to due to the medicines, she was causing me pain.

I slid into the tub and instantly felt at ease. Having Colt was a blessing in my case. I rested my head back and closed my eyes while he sat against the wall and exhaled comfort- ably.

"Your face will heal soon. I am sure your dragon is awake inside you," he said, starting a conversation.

"I took the pills," I said.

"Hm! Maybe whoever did this to you had irked her? Look- ing at you, I can only imagine what you went through. Your dragon woke up to keep you safe," Colt uttered, nervously cracking his knuckles. I bet he was looking for the right time to ask me more questions.

"I found out about my dragon after we defeated Gwen," I whispered, still feeling a little pain due to the stretching of my facial skin.

"I wanted to tell you, but--- you were already under so much stress that I didn't want to burden you with my worries. too," I sighed, feeling much better now.

"Beatrice! You should have said something. I don't even want to imagine how you dealt with so much pain all alone, and also, being clueless makes things worse." He said this without even looking at me.

I admired him for always treating me with respect.

"I was scared to tell anyone, Colt. I live with people who hate weredragons." I sighed, gently touching my cold hands. to my face to soothe my burning skin.

"I still don't get it. I remember you telling me you'd spoken to your wolf. What was that all about?" Colt asked. He had ev- ery right to question me because we stayed close for so long, and never did he suspect I wasn't a werewolf.

"She lied to me, just like my mother," I murmured.

"Ace! She is crazy!" I smiled and shook my head at her. I was glad she woke up and helped me get away from my mur- derous mother.

In the state she was in, I feared she was going to kill me tonight.

"Did you speak to your mother about it? Did you ask her why she lied to you?" Colt questioned, steadily turning to me but making sure his eyes were only sticking to my face.

"I did. Her only response was that she wanted to keep me safe." I shook my head in disbelief. After how she hit me, I don't think I am safe with her either.

"So, well! I have another question, but I don't know if you will be comfortable enough to talk about it," he mumbled un- der his breath.

"Go ahead, Colt. Maybe I'll learn something from ques- tions," I asked him to go on. The things he was bringing up were going to help me identify my dragon.

"Your mother is a werewolf, so does that mean your mother slept with---- a weredragon?" He asked, and I stopped moving for a second.

I was so occupied by the recent happenings that I didn't even think about that question.

"To be very honest with you, mom and I never spoke about my father. She had warned me when I was a child against ever bringing up my father, and I never did." I sat straight, wondering what happened to my father.

"Maybe he left her? But then--- wouldn't that make you a tribrid?" as he threw another question my way, my spine erect more.

How the hell did I never think about it?

"I don't know. I mean, Ace told me in clear words that she is a dragon only. She never mentioned anything about having a wolf side," I said, washing my face with the water in the bathtub and then running the wet hands through my hair.

"But do you think you can trust Ace? I don't want to be the person who judges anyone, but Ace lying to you doesn't make sense. What's her agenda?" Colt asked as he stroked his chin.

Even I had no clue what could be the reason that Ace had lied to me so bluntly.