Sharing Beatrice novel

Chapter 55

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 55 – Alpha King’s Ego.

“What was that all about?” Flynn asked me when he approached me aggressively. My eyes were stuck

on Zane and Mariyah. Why was he holding her close like that?

“What is going on? Why is she in your arms?” I asked, not caring what the others would think of my

reaction to Zane and Mariyah.

“Why do you ask?” Mariyah broke the hug and screamed at me, “You f*uc*king bit me like a ps*ycho!”

Zane held her back. and rubbed her elbow to calm her down.

“That was very nasty of you,” Flynn commented.

“Flynn! Take her to the restroom and help her clean up. I need to speak to her,” Zane told Flynn, but

Mariyah turned to face him.

“Talk to her in front of us,” she insisted, pouting at him.

“Yeah! Talk to me in front of her,” I interrupted the two, not ready to speak to him alone. I was beginning

to see some fault in his actions.

He told me he had broken things off with her, so why were they still so close?

“You two think you can corner me and make me submit?” Zane muttered, licking his lips, and then let

out a sarcastic chuckle.

“I am not cornering you. I just didn’t understand why you had to speak to her alone. Insult her in front of

me,” she demanded as she held her hand around the bite mark and kept staring at him.

“What she did was disappointing, I admit. But what made her act so violently? Why don’t you tell us

what you did first?” Zane stepped back from her when questioning her.

“What? I didn’t do anything.” Mariyah raised her voice in shock. She was perplexed by the fact that he

was questioning her.

“Then how did she get so many bruises on her face?” Zane asked, walking in my direction and raising

my chin by placing his fingers under it.

“What are you doing? Why do you care where she got the bruises from? I can treat her the way I want. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Why do you care?” She kept yelling when Zane touching me irked her. I could have stepped away from

Zane because I was still upset with his initial response. However, I didn’t. I wanted her to see him touch

me and gently caress my chin as he kept scanning my face.

“You raising your voice at me is not going to help you. You are making me angry,” Zane said, finally

pulling his hand away from my face and shoving his hands in his pants pockets.

The black wings he was wearing made him look so good, but scary at the same time.

“Okay. I will deal with her my own way then,” Mariyah nodded at him as if she was judging him for not

taking her side as she expected of him. I bet she had no clue what kinds of relationships were binding

Zane to me.

The problem here was the way Zane initially reacted. He didn’t even give me a glance when he arrived

at the scene.

“Let me clean your wound. He will take care of the matter, right Zane?” Flynn interrupted the two when

he noticed they were kind of drifting apart because of the conversation and then offered Mariyah help.

She accepted his help and walked away with him while giving Zane a dejected stare. Once they left,

Zane lunged my way and grabbed my arm to drag me to our car. I didn’t say a word until he shoved me

in the car and sat me down in the driver’s seat to head back home.

“What was that?” he yelled, gripping the steering wheels tightly and grunting at my actions.

“You tell me what that was,” I muttered to him instead of answering him. If anything, he owes me an

explanation.

“Why did you attack her?” He ignored my question and continued questioning me angrily.

“Do you think I attacked her? Did you even look at my face?” I didn’t even know when I started yelling

at him. I used to be so scared and timid, but as always, once I get too comfortable, I lose my poised

demeanor.

“Don’t raise your voice at me, Beatrice. I am not Flynn, whom you can treat the way you want. I am an

alpha king. I don’t listen to anyone disrespect me,” he sniffed angrily, clenching his jaw when muttering

the words.

“You said you broke it off with her. Then why was she in your arms?” I asked, looking out of the window

and hiding the tears forming in my eyes.

“We are still friends. And we treat each other with respect and never hesitate to comfort each other.

Even Flynn wrapped his arms around her when taking her to the restroom,” he yelled

at me while driving recklessly.

“Stop the car!” I demanded when I decided I would not let him lie to me.

“Excuse me?” He was probably expecting me to sound guilty and apologize to him for questioning him,

but that wouldn’t work. Not after I saw it with my own f*uc*king eyes.

“I don’t want to sit in the same car as a liar like you,” I said in a clear tone so that he could hear every

single word from my mouth clearly.

He did stop the car but locked the doors so that I wouldn’t leave.

“Did you just call me a liar?” He turned to me after unbuckling his seatbelt.

“I thought you were blind when I saw the way you didn’t see the bruises on my face. I am now realizing

you might be deaf too.” I, too, unbuckled the seatbelt so that I could pull back toward the door and turn

to him.

“I saw the bruises, but I couldn’t do anything because so many people were watching us. I couldn’t

defend you in front of all of them.” He shrugged, yelling exhaustedly when trying to sound like he had

no choice.

What a poor guy!

“Oh! So, you only grow balls when we are alone?” This time, when I questioned him, my voice came

out in a whisper.

His words and lack of faith in our mate bond deeply hurt me.