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Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 243
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233-Sharing Too Much.

"You didn’t think about my offer?" Pamela asked me as we made our way on the road to the café. It's

been a few days since that conversation, and she hasn't stopped hinting about how serious she is

when talking about her son to me.

Today was the day when she finally asked me upfront.

"I am not doing that; I said without sugarcoating it. I noticed her bothersome cough, but she didn’t say

much about it.

My mother had reassured me she would find something that would help US, but then later she told me

there was nothing in his bags. I found it a little odd because if he had his sidechick's picture right on top

of everything, I wonder what he was hiding underneath it.

"I will be leaving an hour before the closing time today,’ I said, feeling my muscles ache. Ever since we

left the mansion, I have been taking my pills regularly. And the time has arrived when I noticed I was

going to run out of pills very soon. I tried my level best to remain calm, but it seems like it won’t be long

before I will have to beg my mother to get US those pills.

"No!" Pamela didn’t even ask me why and abruptly shut down my request, saying, "I am done doing

favors for you." She muttered as she hastened to make sure we were not walking together. I have

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never seen someone this petty. Nov/ that I have told her in clear words that I don't want to give

pleasure to her son, she has planned to make my life miserable and make things difficult for me.

She was the first one to enter the café, and by the time I slowly made my way into the kitchen, Pamela

had already left to attend to the customers.

I was busy thinking about Pamela and the insensitivity of her thoughts about asking a girl to sell her

body to someone she doesn't even like the sight of when I almost tripped on something in the kitchen.

"Ouch!' I complained, turning around to see Maura looking at me with guilt-filled eyes. She looked sad

and devastated.

"I am sorry; I didn't plan to do that; she expressed, sitting on the floor and pulling her leg back that had

accidentally tripped me.

It is okay. But why are you sitting on the cold floor?" I inquired, sitting beside her. 'Oh, wow! It is cold,* I

commented, feeling chills run up my ass.

"I just don't know what to do," she expressed sadly. I knew she had been very down in the previous few

weeks, so her outburst was expected.

"Maura! You know you can share your worries with me, right?" I gently held her hand to comfort her.

From everything she had told me about herself and her childhood, I couldn't help but feel bad for her.

Just like the rest of US broken souls, she had been through a lot.

"There has been something that I have kept in my heart and haven't been able to share with anyone,"

she uttered, almost as if she were frightened of me. The way she slid her hand out of mine and then

hugged herself, I was alarmed.

"What is it, Maura? Are you in trouble?" I asked, and she softly nodded.

Hey! look at me. Whatever it is, I will help you and not judge you for it; I said, meaning my words. Only

if she hadn’t hurt someone.

"Really?" she took a deep breath and turned to me, "Then tell me if you would not judge me if I will tell

you that my mother was a weredragon?’ she looked me straight in the eye as she questioned. I would

be lying if I said my soul didn’t leave my body over there for a minute. It was too much shock for me,

but nothing that I couldn't handle.

"Is ft true?" I asked, not looking all shocked or shaken, "Maura! Why did you hide it from me? Look at

me," I cupped her face in my hands and prevented her from hiding from me, "I befriended Colt and

cared about him. I know the weredragons are not evil creatures," I reassured her, feeling like I had

someone of my kind.

It was a feeling of pleasure, but also a concern. Does that mean she is also a weredragon? But I have

never seen her wear a pendant or take any pills.

"Really? You are not scared that I am the daughter of a monster?" She asked, getting on her knees

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and smiling unconditionally.

No!" I shook my head and said, "But how are you—; I stopped because she herself started talking.

I am not a weredragon. I am a Huldra, a different kind of creature that is born from a weredragon and a

werewolf." She smiled awkwardly, making my smile fade away.

"A huldra? I thought the weredragon and werewolves give birth to a tribrids, whose one side should be

consumed by the other, or else it will create chaos?" I was too shocked and lost for words to even

process anything I was saying.

No! That's not what my mother told me. She said the babies born from the coupling of these two

creatures will be Huldras," she finished before she covered her mouth and gasped.

Your mother told you that? But you said your mother died, and you don't have a memory— Maura! Is

there something else you need to tell me?" I held onto her hand and demanded she tells me the exact

truth.

"My mother is alive and has been chained to the basement of the very house I have been living in for

years,” she mumbled, sounding guilty and ashamed for many reasons. I can only imagine how she

must have felt for not being able to realize her mother was living in a basement this whole time.

"I am scared for her," she then added, tears forming in her eyes.

"That man I call my father has never been my father. He abducted my mother a long time ago and now

he is keeping her in the basement in iron chains," she broke down, and with that, she alarmed me

about thinking what would happen if somebody found out I am also a weredragon? Will I end up being

chained to someone's basement as well?