Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 533 The One He Loved Most (Zane Spade)

(Days later)

I have learned that my brothers are preparing for a war against us. It was unfortunate that they were the ones calling for war instead of me. I wanted to surprise them with it, but sadly, my idiot people and that stupid seer ruined everything.

Not only that, but the potion he had been brewing for years was also lost. Not even the damn lost saviors understood it.

“What’s wrong, Jay?” I asked when I heard him walking behind me. I was sitting outside with my chair facing the mountain. Every day it was more difficult to pass thinking that we had lost everything.

“I’ve recruited a few more people for our gang,” Jay pronounced, informing me as if to pat him on the back. Those assholes lost the potion.

“So?” I rolled my eyes, “Do you think those few people will be enough? Don’t you see the corpses over there? Are they compatible with those? I growled, watching them prepare a big fire to dispose of the bodies finally.

“But it will be a good start. There are some women in the group as well. If our people can get them pregnant, we can think about...,” he was speaking when I felt the need to silence him.

“About waiting two decades for them to get stronger and become adults. What do you think we are? Nannies? I teased him loudly, rising from my chair to look him in the eye and show him how desperately angry I had been.

“My lord! Please check it out. At least it’s a few people. These are rogues and they are not just rogues, they have been causing chaos in the packs. They are powerful and have the mentality of loving violence,” now that I kept insisting, I felt I had no choice but to give these people a chance.

It’s not like I get another chance. Soon, the saviors will attack and wipe out what’s left of us. However, the dagger still remained in my grip and I planned to use it on someone who may be very malicious to us in the future.

“Good, show me the people,” I muttered and tied my hands behind my back as I followed him. He walked me up the mountainside and pointed to a group of large, bulky men. There were probably twenty with a few women in the cages.

“Why are these women in the cages?” I asked and noticed that Jay formed a smile on his lips. It has to be a very bad thing for him to feel so satisfied talking about it.These are his slaves. They use them for their personal pleasure and then return them to the cages,” Jay smiled, explaining how these men thought caging women was their biggest victory. I mean, sometimes we’re intimidated by powerful women.

“Mmm! Welcome to my land,” I said, stepping forward, and with the constant bowing to me, I felt a little better.

It’s so funny that someone leans in and respects me.

“I allow you to be part of my hell, but this kind of nonsense won’t work here. These women will be trained and become respectful members of our hell who have the same rights as all of you,” I shrugged because I knew they could do a much better job than these stupid men with muscles. They will be good for physical strength, but these women can be the brains behind many good things.

The men seemed a little disappointed, but you could tell they desperately wanted to be part of our hell so they could participate in the war and make royalty pay to kick them out of their packs.

“Now! Free these women and make peace,” I said and pointed at Jay to open the cages. As the men stepped aside to clear their eyes from the cages, my eyes fell on a woman at the end with her long red hair covering her body.

His head was down as if he couldn’t process what was going on. My heart began to lose its rhythm as I approached his cage.

A look on his face and my body was filled with goosebumps.

“She is my slave,” the great man remarked proudly, hoping for some kind of reward because his slave was able to get my attention.

“Alas! Is that so? I muttered under my clenched jaw. I don’t know how it was possible and how I was able to see her again, but it was like finding a lost treasure after so long.

He heard my voice and raised his head. Our eyes connected and the surprised expression on his face made me realize that he still remembered me.

“Maura!” I murmured his name, feeling a strange warmth cover my body and make me lose all the pain of my failure. “My Maura!” I murmured before getting up and turning around to grab the man. Everyone dispersed in fear when I slammed the man to the ground and got on top of him. “Did you enslave my companion?” as he shouted in his face, gasps filled the air. Jay quickly ran to his cage to free her first before the others.“I didn’t know—,” fear was visible on that man’s disgusting face. I started beating him while I could only think of all the times he could have touched her.

It made me angry because she was too innocent for all this. She didn’t deserve to be hurt like this.

“Please bring me,” the man pleaded, but it was too late for him. For him to touch and torture her, he must lose his life to be forgiven.

I grabbed his head and then his neck, pulling them apart so tightly that I could taste it until I heard the cracking sound, his blood splattering around.

There!

Justice was served.