Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 160

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"Explain your threat to me." I didn't want to back off and let him think he could scare me with his nonsense. NôvelDrama.Org content.

"It's pretty simple. I'm the abandoned son who never got what he wanted. Imagine what will happen when I will tell my dearest dad that I want to be with my mate at any cost? Do you think dad would still want to marry your mother and make me your stepbrother if I, the abandoned son, expressed his only wish to him?" Colt had a smirk drawn over his lips when making a threat that left me confused.

"You get used to my presence now, Beatrice. I'm the new stepbrother now," he stated lastly before walking past me to

his room.

I was furious now.

Instead of returning to my room, which was my initial. plan, I turned around and walked straight to the staircase and down again.

He left my mouth dry with his nonsensical words. I could tell he would use this threat to make me give him what he wants from me.

While I was rushing over to the kitchen, I didn't notice who else was in the kitchen until I reached the island.

ator.

"Are you okay?" Akin asked, standing beside the refriger-

"I'm fine!" I chewed on the words and slammed the refrig- erator door hard, taking out a beer can and staring at it.

Should I drink?

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As I stared at the can, I wondered. Anything that would help me calm down. So I did what I could do best.

The only thing that can calm my ragged nerves down is aggression. And with that being in my mind, I turned around and launched the cold beer can in the direction of what I thought would be a wall.

"Oh Fuck!" I heard an agonizing whimper and knew in- stantly what had happened. I didn't only hit Akin; I freaking hit him in the groin with the cold beer can.

"Oh, no, no!" I panicked, watching him hunch over and rest his arm over the counter while breathing through his nose. His eyes were bloodshot red, and his lips wanted to let out a complaint.

He had his hand on his dick, squirming in pain. I rushed over to him and anxiously bent down with him.

"I didn't mean to hit you." I slapped his hand away to help him. I was so shocked and embarrassed that I didn't know what I was doing.

"It---s okay! J----ust give me some t---ime," Akin groaned, trying to pull away from me.

"Massage it, massage it," I panicked, placing my hand on his enormous bulge to massage it for him. I rubbed my hand up and down in a quick movement. It was all happening in a matter of seconds.

Akin shuddered in utter shock and pulled back from me. That's when I raised my head to see why he wasn't letting me help him. While my hand stayed on the bulge in his pants and

I stared into his eyes, I realized where my hand was.

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The deep eye contact between us stayed for a second be- fore I pulled my hand back, but that was all the movement I did.

I kept hunching over while I covered my mouth with my hands.

"Oh shit! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to touch your throb- bing di**!" As soon as I said that, I slapped my forehead and bit my tongue.

"Hey! No! I didn't mean to say it was moving." I flinched when uttering those words.

"Beatrice! Just g---o," he said through difficulty, awk- wardly straightening his posture. I wondered how his dick was feeling after getting hit aggressively by a cold beer can.

"Do you want me to call you a doctor?" I asked sneakily, knowing damn well he would not open his pants for anyone.

"I'm fi---," he lowered his head to avoid me when his eyes traveled to my cleavage and he gasped.

The way he shook his head and closed his eyes to step away confused me. I lowered my head and saw my books al- most sticking out of my shirt. Thankfully, no tits were harmed or exposed in this process.

I clutched my shirt in my trembling fingers and moved it up, covering my chest and straightening my back.

Although Akin was still squirming, he was not looking my way or showing pain.

"I didn't see an a---," he grunted, biting his tongue.

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"It's okay. It's not like I am not going to ever wear a bikini around my stepbrothers." I shrugged, watching him close his eyes and shake his head at my foul mouth.

I don't know why he had to always be so proper and per- fect.

Nothing really happened here, and he was acting as if we were naked in front of each other.

"Try to massage it with oil. You will feel better," I mum- bled, casually walking over to the refrigerator and grabbing some fresh juice. I was feeling much better now.

"I mean, you will feel really better," I teased, smiling se- cretly as he grumpily started walking away.

I heard his footsteps leave, and then my attention rested on the fact that in less than a month, we will officially be step- siblings.

It will be so hard on me and my wolf since I was expecting more with Maddox. However, the way he acted that night and then didn't even let me say a word before attacking Colt had left me not wanting to speak to him.

ons.

He made me see the side of him that hates the weredrag-

As 1 turned around with the glass in my hand, I faced Helel.

"Did you speak to Maddox or not?" he asked, repeating himself like a broken record.

"Don't you think he should be the one to reach out to me?" I asked as I took a sip from the glass.

"He thinks you were cheating on him with Colt," Helel mumbled, making me roll my eyes at him.

"But you know I wasn't, right?" I asked, watching him straighten his back and look deep into my eyes.

"Beatrice! No! That's not even a question. I know you will never cheat, and you will never hide anything from your mate." The way he said it with so much confidence and long- ing, my heart missed a beat.

Helel was incredible!