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The elevator doors chimed open at the last floor, CEO’s Penthouse with Bryan and Roy hesitantly drifting apart so as not to treat Stella to a sight she wouldn’t be able to wipe out of her memory any time soon.“Clear my schedule and do not let anyone in.” He instructed Stella who had a warm smile on her face and she nodded fervently, “Of course sir.”“You are so cute when you smile,” Roy says when they finally enter into his enormous office.His smile broadened and he hitched his hip on his desk, staring at Roy’s face, “I am offended by the term cute. Elliot will have a field day if he learns that their future alpha’s smile is called cute’ by his mate.”“No he won’t,” Roy murmured softly, his warm breath fanning his ear.Bryan smirked and arched a brow, “Why?” he brought up his knee and gently rubbed it against the front of Roy’s pants.The contact sent a wave of sexual heat pulsing through him and Roy took a jerky step backward, but Bryan’s arm snaked around his waist to draw him tow
Bryan arched a brow before walking over casually to the side of the penthouse where the living room furniture was, “What do you mean?”His mother, Darnell Anderson, settled her trim and petite figure on a French chair, fingering the triple stand of knuckle-sized pearls around her neck with a slight smile on her ageless face, “Dear Bryan, your father had to mind-control your personal assistant to make her not inform you that we were present because you explicitly told her not to let anyone in and the contents on your desk are trashed.”His fingers tightened around the glass of grape juice he held but his voice was perfectly bland and gave nothing away as he said, “Did you?”In contrast to his mother’s small figure, Edric Anderson dominated the entire space. He stood behind his wife’s right shoulder, tall in a single-breasted black suit. He looked every inch the retired CEO and Alpha King of the Ortiz Kingdom.There was no doubt that Bryan had taken after his father.“Darnell. We aren’t
“That’s for locking me in a fucking enclosed, dark space when you know that I am claustrophobic.” This was the first time he’d use the ‘F-word’ so blatantly and it incensed him even more. Shame swept through him because he deplored physical violence but he pushed back the shame. He balled his fist again and slammed it against Bryan’s stoic face, who didn’t even twitch. Roy swallowed a groan, silently nursing the sharp ache in his knuckles, “And that’s for telling your parent you are giving everything up for my sake.” Bryan’s green eyes were flat as he asked, “How much did you hear?” “Enough to understand how reckless you are.” The bravado Roy had was rapidly sinking as Bryan’s cold and indifferent stare unnerved him. Roy suddenly realized that Bryan was too close, almost cornering him against the wall. It made his throat constrict painfully. Maybe he had gone too far with the blows…but Bryan certainly deserved it. He argued with his subconscious in despair. “You call choosing to
Hey Diary, Bryan is mad at me.When I see him furious, sometimes I have this ridiculous fantasy of Bryan tying me up and forcing himself on me. I imagine him binding my wrists and holding my arms over my head, thrusting into me from behind. I’d cry for him to stop, but all it does is just make him ram his c**k into me more and more. Is it so bad that I get all hard just thinking about it? Roy typed into the diary on his phone, his eyes distant. “Roy?” He flushed hard, hiding his phone as he wondered if Bryan had read his thoughts as usual. “Hmm?”“You know how Lycan hearing is really good, right?”“Uh huh.” He wondered attentively what Bryan was getting at. He was so nervous. Had he truly agreed to go home with Bryan? They were moving closer to the limousine now, and he felt like dragging his feet to delay the…inescapable? The unexpected? The anticipated?“Well, I can hear your heartbeat right now.”Roy’s jaw dropped open.Bryan regarded him with a solemn expression. “And it’s thump
Beside him, Nathan Gordon let out a string of curses. The loss to the massacre he had was greater than Bryan’s, with three of his younger pack mates dead.“This is the fifth time this kind of incident will occur,” he muttered.“They are getting audacious,” Bryan murmured, a distant look in his eyes.“Do you think it’s the Silvermoon pack? Do you think they are double-crossing us?”He shook his head. “We have no physical evidence to tie the murders to them. All I know is that we have to tighten security even more.”There was a slight pause before the older man looked at him curiously. “Have you given thought to my proposal?”A double implication. Nathan had long been friends with Bryan’s father and a month ago, Nathan had proposed that their packs be united with marriage, specifically desiring a union between Edric’s eldest son, Bryan, and, his eldest son, Yaegar.Nathan was accepting of his son’s sexuality and loved him none-the-less unlike Edric who almost severed ties with Nathan whe
And just like that, Bryan’s irritation at Roy died out. It was impossible to stay mad at him when Roy was just so – Roy. His hands slowly brushed off the bits of mac and cheese that managed to touch his shirt. The people around them were futilely trying to stifle their laughter.Roy wanted to die of embarrassment. He colored, recalling how he’d slammed into Bryan on his first day. Had he just spit out food on Bryan’s expensive clothing? “I’m sorry---” “It’s my fault,” Bryan said politely as he dragged the executive seat from another desk and placed it next to his. He could have sat on any of the plain armchairs across Roy’s desk, but Bryan being Bryan, he would rather not settle for anything less than the best unless it was entirely necessary.The fact that he was starting to understand how Bryan’s mind worked made Roy smile. It also made him hope that things were going to be better now and Bryan would stop giving him the cold shoulder.“Are you still angry?” He blurted out.Brya
He was bad at this. He was at a loss of what to do now that he’d about to sleep in a guy’s house.Cain had never allowed him into his house. Had never given him the time of the day.He’d been only relevant to Cain at night, secret meetups in seedy hotels.He gritted his teeth, to shove back the memories.He didn’t want thoughts of the asshole to dampen the great time he’d have with Bryan. If it wasn’t for Hailey, he wouldn’t even remember that name.Should he buy new underwear? Would it be overegging if he did? What if Bryan didn’t enjoy third base and beyond with him?And, Oh God, Roy knew this was a very silly question, but would it fit? He’d seen how Bryan’s pants look near to bursting at the seams when he was aroused. Roy felt excited and terrified at the same time. Somehow, he just knew that there wasn’t going to be any room for comparison once he sees it. Bryan would ruin him for other men.Clearing his desk at exactly five thirty in the evening, Roy hurried out of his office an
Before Roy would say any other thing, Bryan asked, “Are you hungry?”“A little, I guess,” He admitted, playing along.Bryan led him to the living room, easily the size of a small-town theater.A black and silver chandelier dominated the room. Since the leather couches and blinds were also in black and the same color scheme was used in his penthouse office, Roy didn’t have a hard time guessing Bryan’s favorite color.It brought a smile to his face and the thought of Bryan’s aloofness concerning his ex-human boyfriend slowly slipped away from his mind.The color choice was yet another sign of how possessive Bryan was, being a Lycan—so much that he had to mark his territory with his colors.“Wait here and I’ll have the cook prepare us a light meal.”Roy nodded and tentatively sat on one of the armrests.The utter size and grandeur of the room didn’t really intimidate him, but Bryan’s complete indifference to it did. It was like it was all insignificant to him.Roy couldn’t imagine being
A year after…Bryan Anderson and Roy Jordan had come a long way since Roy first walked into the office building of Anderson Inc. They had overcome many obstacles, enemies, and secrets to become not only partners in work, but also in life. They had built a new company together, one that was innovative, ethical, and successful. They had also built a new family together, one that was loving, supportive, and diverse.As Roy sat in his office, he twirled the ring on his finger with a small smile. He still couldn't believe that he was married to Bryan, the man who had changed his life for the better. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time for their weekly video call with their family. He picked up his phone and dialed Bryan's number."Hey, babe. Are you ready?" he asked."Almost. Just finishing up some paperwork. I'll be there in a minute," Bryan replied."Okay. Don't keep me waiting too long. I miss you," Roy said."I miss you too. Love you," Bryan said."Love you more," R
The next morning, Roy and Bryan walked to the throne room, where the test of blood was going to take place.They held hands as they walked, squeezing each other's fingers. They looked into each other's eyes, smiling bravely. They whispered words of encouragement and affection."Whatever happens, I love you," Roy said."I love you too," Bryan said.They reached the throne room, where a large crowd was waiting for them. They saw the King and Queen, who sat on their thrones, looking tense and worried. They saw their siblings, who stood by their sides, looking supportive and proud.Bryan’s eyes traveled across the room and he locked gazes with Alexander who stood by the side of the old maid, looking as cool as a cucumber but Bryan could smell his anxiety and fear from miles away. He was just faking the calm exterior.They saw the priestess of the blood, who held a silver dagger and a golden chalice, looking solemn and ominous.They felt a surge of fear and anxiety, but they did not let go
The queen sat on her bed, clutching a picture of Bryan in her hand. She looked at his smiling face and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She loved him more than anything in the world. He was her son, even if he was not her flesh and blood.She had given him her name, her love, and her protection. She had watched him grow into a handsome and brave young man, who had made her proud in every way.But now, everything was in doubt. A stranger had appeared, claiming to be the true prince and heir of the throne. He had challenged Bryan to a test of blood and truth, to prove his claim. And the ball was in her court to either agree to it, or trash it but it was the only way to settle the matter.The queen didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to doubt Bryan's identity or loyalty. She didn't want to risk losing him or hurting him. But she also didn't want to deny the possibility that the stranger was telling the truth. What if he was really her son? What if he was the child that had been t
The silence that followed Alexander's declaration was deafening. Everyone in the council chamber stared at him with disbelief, shock, or fear. Bryan felt his blood run cold as he looked into the eyes of the man who claimed to be the true. He wanted to deny it, to scream that it was a lie, but something in his gut told him it was true.He glanced at his father, the king, who sat on his throne with a pale and stunned expression. He had not said a word since Alexander entered the room. Bryan wondered what he was thinking, what he knew, what he had hidden all these years.He looked at his mother, the queen, who stood beside the king with a hand on his shoulder. She seemed equally shocked and speechless, but there was also a hint of fear in her eyes. Bryan wondered if she had any idea who Alexander was, or if she had ever suspected that the king had another asides Roy.He looked at the council members, who had been ready to vote on his motion to impeach the king.They were divided between
“You’re going away again?” They were having breakfast at their bedroom’s private balcony when Bryan shared his plans with RoyBryan touched his mouth with a napkin. “I have to. Just for a few days, I have to hunt down more vampires.”“But…” Roy put his coffee cup down because his hands were shaking too much. Yes, Bryan was strong. But so were vampires. He had asked the twins about it, and they had not hesitated to tell his the truth since they also feared for Bryan’s life. Vampires were no longer bound by their consciences and were wont to do whatever it took to satisfy their greed and thirst for blood.“I have to do this myself, Roy. For Carpalia and Liam.”He didn’t argue after that. “Just please don’t do anything rash.”He laughed. “I’m not rash in any way.”He held his tongue even though he so badly wanted to argue. He wasn’t rash as a rule, but he did tend to do things unthinkingly if it meant giving him another point to score over his father. The twins had told his that King Edr
“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
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
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
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