Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

186-Landed In A Devil's Den

"The house is through the field, but don't worry, the tall grass helps with protection," Pamela said,

making me walk behind her and reminding me to memorize the way.

"I heard what happened at the mansion. These people of higher status are all the same. They make us

work our asses off for them, and once they no longer have anything to gain from us, they toss us

aside," she sighed, probably reminiscing over the past.

The exhausting sounds from her lips were pretty clear indications of her grief. I could recognize those

sighs from miles apart.

"There!" She stopped after coming out of the tall grass and stood in front of a broken house in the

middle of the fields.

"Your new home," she said, welcoming me. My mom was still outside the house, as Pamela didn't open

the door for her until she had collected me. My mother's face was yelling that she was mortified to be at

this place.

Pamela led us inside a house with three stories.

"You two can stay on the ground floor. I'll be on the second floor,"’ Pamela smiled, gesturing at the

room on the ground where she asked us to settle our stuff. There was one bedroom on the ground

floor, along with a kitchen, bathroom, and lounge.

"What about the third floor?" my mom curiously asked.

"My son lives there," Pamela answered, but her face made it evident she didn't want to talk about her

son.

"Your son doesn't know we are coming over?" Mom asked, making me shake my head at her. She had

just arrived and was already crossing boundaries. If Pamela didn't want to introduce her son to us, she

shouldn't be pressured, but of course, my mom didn't know what privacy meant.

"He likes to stay in his room." Pamela had a frown on her forehead now that she had talked about him

again.

"He must be old enough, then. No offense, but you don't look like a young mother to me. How old is

he?" Mom continued pestering her.

"Here! All set. I'll bring you dinner here." Pamela visibly ignored my mother and left the room to prepare

dinner for us.

"Her attitude will make you think she is the lost queen of dragon land," my mom scoffed before she

wrinkled her nose while taking a full spin and scanning the room.

"What is this place?" she sighed as she flopped into bed.

Be grateful we are not dead," I said, walking over to the window and looking outside. All I could see

was tall grass.

"This place is giving me anxiety,’ Mom complained.

"What was Alpha King Akin saying to you? He looked like he cares," mom brought him up. Just to think

the same mother was so against the idea of me dating the brothers that she had beaten me up like a

stray dog and now she was constantly reminding me that I can be with any one of them reeked of

greed. She got so used to power and popularity that now living this life is not acceptable to her.

"Quit asking me about him. It's not happening," I said, unzipping my bag and grabbing my pill bottle.

"You better take it. You don't want your dragon to wake up and attack the mansion. Although Lord

Vasquez and others deserve to die, you would not want to see the brothers die, would you?" She

scoffed and rolled her eyes when she reminded me how I was crying when they killed Helel.

"I'm going to look for a job," I declared to my mother, who had previously kept me in a cage.

"Why? Pamela told me Akin is paying for us. So why do you want to go out and tire yourself? Besides,

nobody would give us a job," mom yammered, resting her back in the bed tiredly.

"I don't want his money." I blurted it out after she frustrated me with her constant attempts to take

advantage of Akin.

That's when a knock on the door made us aware of Pamela's arrival.

"Somebody has come to meet you two," Pamela called from the other side of the door. Me and my

mother shared a glance before walking out of the room to find an old man standing at the entrance with

a tray full of food in his hand.

"You must be Beatrice!" the old man smirked.

"This is Ubel! He runs a cafe with his daughter, Maura. I'm sure you've met her. I have seen you arrive

at our cafe a few times." Pamela smiled my way, and I couldn't even force myself to return the favor.

"I work in that cafe with his daughter," Pamela said, walking into the frame to grab the food tray from

him.

"Hey," my mother said, always pleasant with men.

I noticed his eyes sticking to my face before they traveled down to take a full glance at my body.

I remembered this asshole.

Him and Maura!

Even the mere thought of it made me feel disgusted.

"Your daughter is beautiful," he shamelessly said to my mother, who turned to me and then looked at

him again. The smile she was throwing his way was long gone after he complimented me.

"I heard you were hiring servers," my mom lied. She didn't hear it from any source.

"I wasn't, but—if Beatrice wants a job, she is welcome," he said with a cheeky grin.

He even looked drunk.

"Oh, wonderful. She was just talking about wanting to get a job. It seems like you came at the right

time.' mom smiled widely. It surprised me how she had quickly recovered just to find the means to

survive.

It wasn't a bad thing, because she was finally putting me out there when previously she had kept me

sheltered.

"Amazing! I'll meet you at the cafe tomorrow. Don’t be late; punctuality is the key to success," he said

angrily, making sure to look me in the eyes.

A new journey was going to begin tomorrow.