Roy’s eyes stung beneath the sunglasses he had on. Bryan hadn’t said a word to him since last night and he didn’t know if he was comfortable with that. It was beginning to dawn on him just how manipulate Bryan could be.He heard from Carpalia last night after Bryan dropped him off that he went to see a client which he didn’t believe. But should he really be interested in what Bryan was up to… they were blood-related.Although at the back of his mind, Roy still had doubts about that. His heart ached as he wondered if Bryan’s father… who’s allegedly his father had any plans to…talk to him or at least… acknowledge him. Again, he was stumped and was a dirty secret even to his birth father. The thought coupled with Bryan’s behavior made him break-down badly last night and cried himself to sleep.He’d also been having nightmares or memory flashes about a woman who played with a mini version of him. He had a lot of questions and he was determined to get answers someway. Even if it meant, goi
Roy sat alone on the rooftop of the company, his mind consumed with the pain of his relationship with Bryan. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching and turned to see Bryan’s mother, his stepmother literally, standing before him."May I join you?""Your Highness, what brings you here?" Roy asked, his voice heavy with sadness."I came to check on you, my dear." the queen replied with concern in her voice.The queen sat down in one of the chairs right across where Roy perched. "I wanted to apologize to you, Roy," she said, her voice trembling. "I'm so sorry for what's happened between you and Bryan. I know it's been hard for you both."Roy's eyes filled with tears as he looked away, ashamed of the feelings he still harbored for Bryan, his half-brother. "I'm fine, Your Highness. Please don't worry about me."But the queen could see through his facade and knew he was hurting. "Roy, please don't push me away. I care about you deeply and I want to help."Roy took a deep breath and finally
Roy’s heart felt a little less heavy by the time he arrived home, recalling with a soft smile, the stories Damien had told him about the Lycan Society. Although Damien was as striking as Bryan in terms of looks, they were literally the opposite sides of a coin. Damien was a lot less complicated and more vocal about his feelings and thoughts, unlike Bryan who bottled everything up.The smile on his face dimmed when he saw Bryan standing alone in the huge foyer of his home, the staff nowhere in sight.“Where have you been?”“Where have you been?”Ignoring Bryan, he called out to the butler and Carpalia but none of them answered. He whirled back to snap at Bryan, “Where’s everyone?”
Bryan clenched his jaw as his blood heated at the way Roy danced around his question. “I had them take the night off. A trip to ensure they do not witness what is about to happen. Now answer me, “ he gritted out,” Where the fuck have you been?” “Out.”Bryan’s jaw almost went slack in disbelief. He couldn’t come to terms with how relaxed Roy seemed. How dare he come to his house reeking of another man’s scent? That Andorra little pup had been with him throughout the day.He had seen it with his own two eyes, having been informed by the bodyguards he had assigned to follow Roy without her knowledge. It had taken every inch of his control not to storm onto the rooftop and drag Roy away.“With who?” Bryan finally snapped.Roy stared at him for a long moment, before sighing, “Clearly, you already know who I was with so why ask?”Bryan's eyes narrowed. “Oh, I don't know, maybe because I wanted to hear you say it. Maybe I wanted to hear you tell me how you've moved on so fucking quickly and
Next Chapter:Bryan's heart was pounding as he desperately tried to regain control of the car, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel. But Roy's sudden interference had thrown off his balance and the car swerved wildly, careening towards the massive tree."Bloody hell, Roy!" he swore, his voice filled with a mix of anger and fear. The car was hurtling towards the tree at breakneck speed, and he knew that if they collided, it would be a fatal crash. He would survive it and heal pretty quickly, but Roy…In a split-second decision, he shifted into his wolf form, feeling the transformation rippling through his body. The sudden shift gave him the strength and agility to yank Roy from the passenger seat and leap out of the car, just as it collided with the tree.The impact was deafening, the sound of metal crunching and glass shattering filling the air. The car crumpled like a tin can, smoke billowing from the wreckage as it skidded to a stop.Roy was in shock, his body
Liam’s pain is my fault and I can’t forgive myself. How could I let them go into a world they have no clue about? Was it really the best decision?--ROY “Roy, there’s something I need you to know before we get back to Louisiana.” They were alone in the lounge area of his private jet, with only the dim lights of the wine bar across the room to illuminate them. The attendants had given them some privacy.He gave a nod, eager to hear Bryan’s words.“There’s no wound he has that our blood can’t fix.”Roy felt a gradual relief in his chest.“There’s a clause.” Bryan said, “He will become a Lyccan like us and follow our laws if we give him our blood.”“That doesn’t matter to me. I just want him to live,” He said with fervor.He sighed. “It’s more complicated than that. He has to get the council’s permission to be turned if he’s not joining the pack by marriage.”Roy felt his shoulders slump. “What if…what if they say no?”“They won’t.”But Bryan had avoided his question and they both realiz
As Roy approached the animal, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear.He knew better than to let his guard down around wild creatures, especially one that looked so battered and bruised. Still, his heart ached at the sight of it. This was no Lycan that much was clear. Its fur was matted and caked in dirt, and its wounds were deep and angry."Hey there, little guy," he whispered, trying to project calmness and reassurance. The dog barked in response, but it didn't move or lunge at him, so he took another step closer."It's okay, I won't hurt you," he promised, as he reached out a tentative hand to touch its head. The dog's eyes followed his hand, and for a moment, it seemed like it might allow him touch its head. But then, without warning, it snapped and latched onto his hand, biting down hard.Roy gasped in pain and tried to pull away, but the dog's jaws were locked tight. Fear and adrenaline coursed through his body as he struggled to free himself, but it only seemed to make the
“Roy…”Bryan called out for Roy, his voice echoing through the empty hallway. He appeared almost instantly, standing outside his doorway. Bryan couldn't help but notice the anxious look in his eyes. He had been acting odd ever since they had returned from Carpalia's funeral two days ago. He had tried to ignore it, but his pacing and worried glances didn't go unnoticed.Without saying a word, he motioned for Roy to come closer. Roy walked towards him hesitantly, his eyes never leaving his face. As he stood before him, Bryan could sense his apprehension.Without warning, he pulled Roy to him, molding his body to his, as their lips touched in a kiss. He felt Roy stiffen when he cupped his butt as he continued kissing him. Roy was shocked, he didn’t know what to do but the sparks running through his body betrayed his desire for Bryan.A few moments later, Bryan pulled away and surveyed his dreamy expression with satisfaction.“What was that for?” Roy whispered, touching his lips as if he