Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

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

Chapter 415 The Nasty Culprit (Beatrice Dismay)

“There was a big black wolf. He was staring at us and even coming towards us,” the first girl and the oldest of them

all cried. We had sat them down in our foyer and had been trying to comfort them.

The girls were in the age range of 24, 22, and 20. They were extremely gorgeous and full of potential. They claimed

to have gone to the river to swim around n*aked when they found a wolf spying on them. Once they were n*aked

and in a very miserable state in the water, the wolf came out and attacked them.

“So the motive was—,” Igor paused as he uncomfortably adjusted his coat.

“It was to do things with us against our will,” the girl said, filling her face in her hands and beginning to cry.

“What is happening in our lair? Since when did our women become targets of all this nonsense?” My mom

whimpered at the condition of the girls. They were badly shaken up and unable to pull themselves together. I felt

bad for the girls.

“Vincent, please drive them back home safely and hire a guard on their doors for the next few days until this wolf is

caught,” I ordered Vincent, who nodded instantly and got on his feet to fulfill my wishes. He seemed to be a good

handyman and was always attentive, too.

“We were better off in a prison than living in a world where we only looked like s*ex objects,” an old lady

complained, and the others agreed with her. I noticed the way Igor scanned her from head to toe and then shook

his head.

“It is not like you have to be worried about anything,” he scoffed and rolled his eyes very disrespectfully.

As the people began to leave the foyer, a guard briskly made his way inside with something in his hands.

“Your highness, I found this near the river. The werewolf must have left it behind accidentally after transitioning

back into his human form,” he said, handing me over a coat, and just by looking at it, I felt my chest tightening.

It was Akin’s coat.

I swiftly looked around in search of him and found him missing.

As everybody left and only my mom, me, and Igor left, I noticed their quizzical stares. Igor made direct eye contact

with me before his eyes landed on the coat again. He would always make these faces, and the reason behind them

was very apparent from his gestures alone.

“This is Akin’s coat, isn’t it?” Igor finally broke the silence. My heart skipped a beat, realizing what they were

implying. It was indeed a mystery that his coat was found

near the river, as was the fact that the girl’s description of a wolf was exactly what Akin’ s wolf was.

“It is?” My mom gasped and snatched it out of my hands to smell it.

“Smell it and tell me if he is telling the truth,” she then handed it back to me and requested that I test it.

Before I could say a word, we watched Akin return to the mansion without a coat. His hair was all messy and w*et,

and he looked like he had been through some shit.

“Here he comes,” mom grunted, and she stepped forward to block me from his attempt to get closer to me.

“Where were you, Mr. Wolf?” she asked him while shaking in anger.

“I was-,” as Akins started explaining himself, I shut him down.

“I have asked him to look for his coat that I lost last night,” I lied shamelessly, and I swear everybody could tell.

“You are not saving him from getting exposed for such a heinous crime,” my mom whispered, gently nudging my

arm.

“I am not lying, Mom. Last night, after everybody had gone to bed, I left the mansion with him. It was cold, so he

gave me his coat, and I wore it. After that, we were just playing around, and I left his coat somewhere near the

river. That’s the truth,” I was guilty of lying so bluntly. But there is no way I would believe that Akin did this shit.

“Let him say what he was going to say,” Igor interrupted, but I didn’t let him get a word in the edge-wise.

He can play his games elsewhere, not with Akin. I will not let anyone use him for their secret agenda or any kind of

personal gain.

“Not now,” I waved my hand at him and shut him up. He looked shocked. No matter how many times I defied him,

he never ceased to look amazed by my audacity.

“Now, if you guys excuse us, we will leave for our room now. I am sure we will find the real culprit. Tell them, just

increase the security,” I told them as I grabbed Akin’s arm to drag him along.

After we entered our room, I felt relieved to escape their hard glares. Igor was looking at me as if he would attack

us at any minute.

I am certain he didn’t want me to take his side.

“I can’t believe someone stole your coat and left it at the crime scene,” I sat him down and began to walk back and

forth in front of him.

He was awfully silent, so much so that if it wasn’t someone who knew him, they would have suspected him to be

the culprit. “Akin, you don’t worry about anything. I promise I will not let them ruin your

reputation or accuse you of anything that you haven’t done,” I promised, tapping his shoulder, but the more I

talked, the guiltier he looked.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I am telling you I will—,” as I sat down with him and tried to comfort him, he raised his

head and made blunt eye contact with me. That gave me shivers. There was definitely something he was trying to

tell me.

“I was there,” he mumbled, and I leaned back from him. “I left the coat there because I was the black wolf they

were talking about,” he added, and it was at that moment that everything went downhill.