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Chapter 551

    Chapter 551


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


    Chapter 541 I Am His Queen, But He Wants Her (Maura)


    I gently dabbed the wet cloth on his abs, trying my best to help him relieve the pain. He had been struck pretty hard by Beatrice. To


    the point that his healing slowed down.


    It was beyond doubt that she was extremely powerful now. However, it upset me to see them go to war.


    “You said you wanted to trap your brothers and then make them leave us alone,” I said, watching his wound slowly heal but still


    causing him to flinch and squirm ufortably.


    After the war ended, we all came back to our rooms. I was tired as hell. Resurrecting everyone nonstop had taken a toll on my


    health.


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    I did my best to perform as fast as I could. Everytime I brought someone back to life, they were as active as if they were just born.


    Hence, we did much better than them.


    “He wasn’t going to stay behind. I did it for my people,” Zane uttered, hissing at the pain.


    “Hm!” I wasn’t sure how having a war would resolve anything. It was like a disaster.


    “Hey,” he finally stoppedining and held my hand in between his hands, gently massaging the back of it. “You were amazing


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    today,” heplimented, making me smile steadily.


    “I told you, I would stay by your side no matter what,” I said, reassuring him that I would not let anyone do him wrong.


    All he wants is peace and to be left alone to live a normal life with his people. I understand Beatrice and the others don’t see it like


    that. I think it was just the idea of leaving a man from hell to live on the same earth that terrified them.


    “I saw it today. They were so shocked. Even when they fought the whole night, they couldn’t win against us. In the end, they had to


    run away like cowards,” Zane said, sounding confident. However, the way he was constantly flexing about how amazingly we beat


    them just made me feel icky.


    Certain times, I would just watch his face and try to understand if he was enjoying this war.


    “But you need to rest now. We will have to move, and we will need you by our side,” Zane then said determinedly, getting up from


    the bed and taking a shirt with him.


    “We are going somewhere?” I questioned in confusion.


    “We are going to do what we should have done a long time ago,” his voice sounded a little low when trying to convey only a little


    piece of his n to me.


    “And what exactly would that be?” I asked, getting intrigued. Maybe he had nned to move somewhere safer so that he could


    avoid the fight.


    “It is the next part of our war,” he only added before rushing towards the door.


    “Zane! Where are we headed to?” I called after him, but he had left the room. I knew he would now go outside and address his


    people, but why didn’t he include me at all? That was the main question.


    I know he had asked me to rest a little before we moved, but giving me a few minutes wouldn’t waste our time. Being restless and


    feeling uneasy, I decided to go after him and see what the next n was.


    I left the house to find all of his people standing around him in a circle. I could barely see him from the chest down. He was


    standing on a big rock so that he could nce around at his people.


    Since I brought them all back to life, we didn’t face any deaths.


    “Tonight was victorious. We won, but we are still not done with what ising ahead,” Zane started, and as everybody cheered,


    he shrugged, “we can take a break now and rest, but that means losing another big war. So, tell me, what do you suggest we do?”


    He asked his people, and they all yelled the same words in unison.


    “Let’s go. Rest is for the weak.”


    “Good. I was expecting that,” he said, having only begun when Jay approached him with a concern that even stole my attention.


    “What are we going to do with the mistress of doomsday? She seems very powerful, and because she has a dragon, she can


    basically fly around and even reach our precious gem,” Jay mumbled, making me frown.


    “Jay! I have said it before, and I will say it again. Nobody hurts her,” Zane yelled, and this time, his aggression was unmatchable.


    The way he resonated angered me because one single question startled me.


    “But what if she reaches Maura? We cannot lose our Queen,” Jay expressed his concerns, and my body shuddered. Zane has


    introduced me as his queen to them. But it was more than just that that I was anticipating. I wanted to know what he had to say


    about Jay’s question.


    “Beatrice will never hurt someone. And Maura used to be her friend,” his statement contradicted all the other things he had been


    saying to me about Beatrice wanting him dead.


    “But she attacked you,” so it was true that she wanted him dead, but why was he ready to kill his brother and not harm her?


    “Jay! I said nobody hurts her. Our goal is simple: I want the ones wanting to hurt us gone and Beatrice on my side,” without any


    hesitation, Zane dered. “She is mine, and she will be left unt*ouched; have you heard me?” His eyes shone as he warned Jay,


    making him nod defeatedly. While ncing around and making everyone look at him and realize he would be very furious if anyone


    tried hurting Beatrice, his eyesnded on me.


    The anger vanished from his face as he realized I had heard him. It just broke me from the inside out that, once again, he was


    talking about her.


    There was not a single time when he would stop wanting to have her, even if I was on his side.


    I didn’t stick around for him to call for me and sprinted back into the house, dropping into the bed and sobbing miserably.
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