Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 154

15 The Disgusting Per

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My mom told me they were planning to execute Colt be- fore all the pack members after exposing the truth about him. I could not believe my ears. The state I was in made me feel miserable. But I knew for a fact that I wasn't going to let it happen. Even if I have to expose my identity to them.

I didn't get to see Maddox and Zane for the next two days because I heard they were busy resolving matters of west and Eastern packs. Since they were not returning for a few days, I felt like I had a chance to find a way to save Colt. The execu- tion was supposed to happen after my mother's mating cere- mony with Lord Vasquez. Lord Vasquez wanted to celebrate the wedding by killing a weredragon.

"Are you two leaving for somewhere?" Lord Vasquez watched me and my mother's head out, wearing black dresses as if we were attending a funeral. Mom's black dress looked more depressing, while my black jeans and shirt looked casu- al.

"I planned a little lunch with her to make her happy after what happened to her," mom ran her hand through my hair, passing me a smile. I didn't tell her about my friendship with Colt and what I was planning to do. I knew she hated were- dragon men, and I couldn't blame her.

"That's a great idea. I am so sorry that you had to come face to face with a weredragon. But I hope you learned a les- son from it and will not sneak out again." Lord Vasquez gave me a smile after advising me to not leave the mansion after midnight.

I bobbed my head in agreement and walked behind my mother to the car. It was true that my mother planned this lunch out of nowhere. I believed it was because she was feel- ing extremely guilty.

We reached the same café that had been trending in the pack after the alpha king brothers started visiting it. The mo- ment I and my mother sat down, the girl with the red hair ap- peared again.

"Good afternoon! What may I get for you?" she asked us, giving us sweet smiles. I recognized her from that day on. Her name was Maura, as I remember.

"Give us a second to choose from the menu, please?" My mom sweetly asked her, and Maura walked away after pass- ing us a nod.

"She is a pretty one," my mother complimented, digging her face into the menu. I wasn't interested in consuming any- thing. The only reason I came was because I wanted to ease up on my mother. While she was busy going through the menu, I stared outside the window and found a rather familiar face.