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“Did you really break up with Liam?” Jules said the moment De—Westcliff entered the drawing room.
Westcliff paused before closing the door.
And then they were alone.
Jules swallowed. He sternly told his heart to stop being stupid. This was his brother’s future mate. His brother’s. Not his. Never his.
But fuck, Westcliff looked unfairly handsome in that dark suit and pale-blue shirt—it made his tanned jawline and neck look mouthwateringly good.
Jules dragged his eyes away.
“Liam is out,” he said when the silence stretched. “If you wanted to apologize to him, that is. He’s out on a walk with another suitor.” Liam had been confident that it would make Westcliff jealous and contrite and he would soon “come crawling back” to him, begging his forgiveness.
Except Westcliff didn’t look particularly contrite. His expression was very strange, actually. He was lo
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“You smell like Westcliff.”Jules froze with his spoon halfway to his mouth. Putting it down, he darted a look at his brother across the table, hoping his face didn’t betray the discomfort he felt. Though, “discomfort” didn’t seem to be an adequate word to describe the mix of guilt and anxiety that had settled in the pit of his stomach ever since he’d left Westcliff in the drawing room.The worst part was, he didn’t feel guilty for what they’d done. He felt guilty for not feeling guilty. Fuck, he felt like a terrible person. Liam might not love Westcliff, but he still wanted to marry him. That had to mean something, right? He should have felt guilty. Except the irrational part of him, his omega side, saw nothing wrong with what they’d done—Westcliff felt like his alpha—and there was no use trying to apply logic to feelings.“So he did call on me while I was out,” Liam said. &ldqu
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Devlin had a busy day. He spent most of it working with the public relations team on his inauguration speech—because apparently he couldn’t just wing it. Every word had to be perfect and reach the right audience. These days, monarchies were an unpopular form of government, and to remain supported by their people, they had to work for it twice as hard as the republics did. Devlin understood that it was necessary, but all of the public relations work was very exhausting and frustrating, and by the end of the day, he felt like letting his claws out and growling, just to finally shut Cormack up.It certainly didn’t help that he had been incredibly distracted all day long.Sighing, Devlin leaned back in his chair and stared at the computer in front of him without seeing anything. In the background, Cormack was droning on about his approval ratings, as if Devlin couldn’t read the data in front of him.He could read it—but he
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He managed to sneak into the house without being seen by the servants. He knocked on Julian’s door, once, and waited, his heart pounding and his senses on high alert. He felt disconcertingly similar to how he felt before his rut: his skin hot, his senses sharpened, and the beast uncomfortably close to the surface.He had rehearsed what he was going to say.It was a mistake. It can’t happen again. I don’t want to be my father. I don’t want to hurt you. We need to put some distance between us. You deserve better than this. Better than me.But all his rehearsed, logical arguments left his mind the moment Julian opened the door.Julian wasn’t wearing anything seductive. All he was wearing was an old, oversized dark red shirt—and nothing else, as far as Devlin could tell.Swallowing, Devlin dragged his gaze from those cute little toes to Julian’s well-shaped legs and thighs. Like most Dainiri omegas, Julian was
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He managed to sneak into the house without being seen by the servants. He knocked on Julian’s door, once, and waited, his heart pounding and his senses on high alert. He felt disconcertingly similar to how he felt before his rut: his skin hot, his senses sharpened, and the beast uncomfortably close to the surface.He had rehearsed what he was going to say.It was a mistake. It can’t happen again. I don’t want to be my father. I don’t want to hurt you. We need to put some distance between us. You deserve better than this. Better than me.But all his rehearsed, logical arguments left his mind the moment Julian opened the door.Julian wasn’t wearing anything seductive. All he was wearing was an old, oversized dark red shirt—and nothing else, as far as Devlin could tell.Swallowing, Devlin dragged his gaze from those cute little toes to Julian’s well-shaped legs and thighs. Like most Dainiri omegas, Julian was
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sorry for repetition...... Jules woke up, feeling… mmm, wonderful.His cheek was pressed against something warm and comfortable. Smiling sleepily, he nuzzled into his pillow. It smelled good.The pillow moved. “Good morning.”Jules forced his eyes open and found himself staring at the Duke of Westcliff’s magnificent bare chest—which was the thing he’d apparently been using as a pillow.“You didn’t leave,” Jules stated, blinking. “And you’re half-naked. I’m pretty sure you weren’t half-naked yesterday when I fell asleep.”Devlin’s lips twitched, but otherwise his expression remained oddly somber. “We need to talk,” he said.Jules winced. “Please can we not? I know how that talk goes. We really should skip it.”“Skip it,” Devlin repeated, looking at him strangely.Jules p
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“Sit.” Devlin and Haydn looked at each other before taking seats across from the king. Stefan looked at them in displeasure. “You are here only because of your cousin,” he said, looking at Haydn. “You’re still not forgiven, boy.” Haydn huffed. “I have no need for your forgiveness. And you’ve got some nerve to play the victim after what you did to me. Devlin is the only reason I’m here.” “And what did I do to you?” Stefan said snidely. “Gave you a superior designation? What a crime.” Haydn flushed, his scent thickening with his anger. Devlin pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t believe he’d had to leave Julian for this. “Enough,” he said coldly, making the king turn his gaze to him. “We don’t have time for this. Haydn is here as a favor to me, Your Majesty. Treat him respectfully or we’re both leaving.” Now Stefan’s face reddened, too. “You insolent—I should kick you out of the country too,
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Jules had attended quite a few parties and balls since they had arrived at the capital, but the royal ball was something else. He’d never been at the palace before, and the luxury was both overwhelming and humbling. It made Jules acutely aware that they were little more than country bumpkins, only invited because of Liam’s undisputed success as the Diamond of the Season—and because Devlin intended to marry him. Jules bit the inside of his cheek so hard he tasted blood. Not thinking about it, not thinking about it, not thinking about it. Fuck, he was terrible at not thinking about it. He should have stayed home. He should have made up some excuse to skip the ball. But he was so damn weak. So weak for him. He wanted to be there for Devlin—this was a very important evening for him. Devlin would be declared the heir tonight. Jules had no idea how people would react, so he wanted Devlin to have at least one supporter in the ballroom,
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EpilogueThe fallout of their unexpected—and scandalous—engagement hadn’t been as bad as Jules had feared. The gossip was still terrible, of course, and while some media outlets questioned Devlin’s fickle character—because no one actually believed that he’d never been interested in Liam—the juicy scandal had far overshadowed any disgruntlement over Devlin becoming the heir to the throne. Jules was beyond relieved. He could live with the gossip—he wouldn’t have been able to bear making things even harder for Devlin.Then there was Liam, of course. Their first conversation after the ball had been… awkward. Thankfully, Liam wasn’t really angry or all that upset—he still had a legion of suitors—but it had still been a little awkward.“I’m not going to claim it didn’t bruise my ego,” Liam had said with a crooked smile. “It did. But
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