Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

103-Shoved In The Bed

I lifted my gaze from the phone and watched my broken and shattered image in the mirror.

I attended his call while keeping my eyes on the mirror and seeing the girl they didn’t care about.

“Beatrice! Where are you? I have been looking everywhere for you.” His voice was filled with concern.

His words and atti-tude had become the last straw for me today.

“Bea! Come on! Please answer me, please. Just tell me where you are, and I’ll come to get you myself.”

He was pant- ing and requesting that I speak to him.

“Girl, come out. We paid for you; we are not waiting for you the entire night,” Jim fisted the door angrily to

get my at-tention, and Helel’s racing breaths calmed down.

“Bea! Who the heck was that? Where are you?” The ag- gression and rage in his voice covered my skin

in goose- bumps.

“We are so fucking turned on; don’t make us wait,” Henry added. I could hear all of them from outside the

bathroom door, and I’m pretty sure Helel could hear them, too.

“What the fuck is going on? Who are you with? Just tell me where you are, and I’ll be there in a minu—,”

His words were cut off when Victor got too aggressive and kicked the door down.

I jumped and pulled away with my hands on my chest. Victor snatched the phone out of my hands the

instant he got inside.

“We didn’t pay for you to call your boyfriend and waste our time. Get the fuck out and spread your legs

like a good kitten.” The boy looked fairly angry and desperate. I thought it would be easy to tell them I’d

changed my mind; I guess I was wrong.

“No!” I yelped at the grasp of Jim across my wrist. They were not going to stop, and it was then that I

understood I’d made a big mistake.

I was dragged out of the bathroom in one fell swoop and got pushed into the bed. The boys surrounded

the bed to fin- ish what they had come for.

“I’m sorry for changing my mind. “I’m not ready for this,” I begged, my voice shaking.

“Just shut the fuck up! You cannot change your mind with us,” Henry let out a chuckle and the others

followed him.

“Hey! I heard noises here. What is going on?” Thankfully, Colt barged in after hearing all the chaos

inside.

I didn’t expect much help from him, but at least he could buy me some time to calm my racing breaths.

“Nothing. Your bitch is being difficult,” Jim commented, getting on the bed.

“Back off! I don’t want to do it anymore,” I let out a cry when tried to kick him off the bed. The bed

seemed like my sanctuary, so his getting on the bed triggered me.

“Dude! Let her be. I’ll pay you back,” Colt got between them and requested, “I will get you guys someone

who is an expert.” He was trying to persuade them, but they were con-stantly shaking their heads and

dismissing any negotiation.

“You get the fuck out of here. You can come to soothe her when we leave,” Henry added.

“Please! We are better than this. We don’t wanna force someone into doing something,” Colt’s voice held

a genuine concern, and it actually made me feel good.

I was watching Colt with wishful eyes as they demanded him to leave.

“No! I will not leave her here with you. This is my apart- ment. You need to leave,” Colt demanded, but

this time he made sure he sounded confident. Requesting them anyway didn’t work.

“Fine then, we will take care of you first.” With those words being said by Henry, he brought out a silver

pock-et knife.

Soon they started attacking Colt, who refused to leave me alone with them.

“Beatrice, run!” he yelled at me, making me shake my head and look for anything I could use to fight

these assholes.

“Run?” Henry scoffed and jumped into the bed with me and pushed me down. As soon as he crawled

onto me, I smacked my head in his face, and his nose started bleeding. Pushing him aside, I got out of

the bed, but someone shoved me back into it again. The others were beating up Colt. I didn’t understand

why he wasn’t taking off his pendant and scaring the living life out of them. He knew he was more

powerful than them, so why not fight back after transitioning?

It was then the two of them turned to me and grabbed me back in the bed. Victor and Henry pulled me

back and decided that one would hold me still while the other would do the deed.

“Step away from her,” the loud, commanding voice said, filling the room in silence. Everybody looked

over to the door, and their jaws met the floor.

“Your high—ness!” Henry’s grip around me shook when they watched Helel glare at them with his wolf

peeping through his eyes.

“How dare you touch her?” Helel muttered after his eyes ran a quick scan of me.

“We— she is our bitch,” Victor growled, knowing very well who he was talking to.

His words made Helel close his eyes in anger, and when he opened them again, they had changed

colors. Without any delay, Helel lunged at them. His howls and grunts even terri- fied me.

I knew for a fact they won’t be able to fight him even if they all gather at him. He was called the beast for

no reason. At the same time, I rushed out of bed in search of Colt. He had sprinted out of the room the

moment Helel stepped away from the door.

I knew he tried helping me and got badly injured, so I left the room and stood at the top of the stairs,

looking down at the building and at the empty parking lot for him.

I didn’t even know what happened inside the room, and after a few minutes, Helel walked outside,

making calls to the

“Are you okay?” He asked as he rushed out of the room to check on me.

“I hope he is okay.” I was so confused and lost that I didn’t understand why he wanted to know how I was

feeling.

The awkward silence made me close my eyes and take a deep breath.

“I am asking about you, and you are worried about some- one else?” Helel’s voice held a little shakiness

for the first time.

But for some reason, I didn’t care too much.

I was worried about Colt.