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Chapter 423

    Chapter 423


    Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2


    Chapter 413 It Is Looking Bad For Akin


    “What could have possibly happened?” I sat with my mom and Akin on the rooftop to discuss this


    matter. Their had been under a lot of stress after hearing about thest night’s incident.


    “A werewolf from the nearby vige found out there is a whole country that appeared out of nowhere


    and decided to steal things from us. He entered our neighborhood and went into the first home they


    found open. They raped the babysitter and injured the little boy, thinking they have killed both of them


    to hide the truth, but the boy survived and lived enough to tell us who was the culprit,” Igor said


    everything with a very tired look on his face. He had just joined us and sat down like he had been


    working since morning.


    “Oh, good morning,” as soon as he put his phone down and stared at Akin, he greeted him with a grin.


    He and his greetings were Akin’s worst nightmares.


    “You said it was an individual and now you are iming it was more of them,” Akin pointed out a little


    discrepancy in his statement, and my mom turned to Igor to exin himself.


    “That’s because one of them found out about the country and brought the other ones. But why does it


    matter how many of them were there? The point is that after their disappeared, the werewolves


    came and started living in the mid-west in viges. They have taken over everything and now we have


    to face it all. All thanks to your daddy dear and crazy mommy,” he looked straight at Akin and said


    those words to get a reaction out of him.


    “And what are you nning to do to keep our people safe?” I interrupted, calling him out for his


    bulls*hit. He was all talk and no action.


    Ever since I havee here, I have watched him wander around and terrorize people. He loved


    wearing crowns and walking among people who would bow before him.


    “I am doing everything I can, unlike you, miss an arrogant princess. You have been here and the only


    piece of interest is the one that you brought with yourself,” he straightened his back to taunt at me


    when Akin mmed his hands on the table and shook our attention to him.


    “Watch your tone when you talk to her,” he didn’t care anymore what others will think of him. My mom


    stared at Igor and then looked my way.


    “Bold of you to threaten me in my ownir,” Igor fixed his coat and then leaned back again.


    “Besides, I haven’t seen a mark on her neck. So, tell me again, how did you two ept each other?”


    now that he was irked, he was openly firing shots at us.


    My mom looked a bit interested after realizing that he was indeed right. I was not marked.


    “You don’t need to know,” sadly, I didn’t have a very satisfying response for him. Vincent then


    interrupted us by cing a file in front of each of us and started disying some pictures of us.


    “These w marks are from werewolves. We found them at the scene of the crime. The crime was


    actuallymitted hours ago and it was done in a haphazard way. So much so that the killer didn’t get


    a chance to clean the mess after him. When the mother of the child returned, she found the naked


    dead body of the girl in the doorway, as if the poor girl had tried onest attempt to escape. The boy


    was found injured in his bed,” Vincent went into detail when describing the situation to us.


    Sure, it did seem like a werewolf attack, but maybe it was only one werewolf because there was not


    much evidence to suggest the idea that there was more.


    “How about we discuss thister? I have to speak to my daughter about something,” Mom then


    excused herself and me from the group. Akin got up and gave me a nod to alert me he will be around


    while Igor and Vincent left together. Now that we were left alone on the rooftop, I was ready to have a


    burning conversation with my mother.


    “You have to give Igor a chance,” Mom mumbled stubbornly, folding her arms over her chest to let me


    know she will not be open to any excuse.


    “Mom, I am already with Akin,” I said and she shook her head.


    “Then convince him to let you be with Igor. If he objects, that’s your chance to leave him. Use that


    excuse and be with Igor,” her statement was really heavy for me.


    The fact that she thought I will be looking for an excuse just so that I can be with Igor shocked me.


    “I am not with him because I didn’t have a choice, Mom. I am with him because I love him. His


    with him. You should understand this of all the people. You have lived with Igor. Tell me if you truly


    believe he is good enough for me?” I asked and noticed how she went silent for a minute.


    “He is still better than Akin,” after a minute’s pause when she opened her mouth. I expected a different


    response, but I was disappointed.


    She didn’t want to understand my point and realized I cannot just ept Igor because he is of my kind.


    Even if he was an excellent character man, I would still not ept him. It was just that I didn’t feel a


    pull towards him.


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    We spoke for about an hour when our conversation got hindered by an earsplitting screaming from


    the wooded area.


    Mom and I shared a nce before getting on our feet and rushing downstairs to see what happened


    now. It was truly devastating that every few hours there was something happening.


    If it kept going, the rtionship between the werewolves and weredragons will never get better.


    As we reached the mansion’s gate, we found three young girls running towards us with guards around


    them.


    It is sad to say; they were only wrapped in sheets, so I can already tell what happened.
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