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The truth was, Devlin hadn’t given his consent to this procedure. Haydn might have had his cousin’s best interests at heart, but he still had forced him to undergo an incredibly risky procedure the result of which wasn’t guaranteed. Devlin might wake up and not even remember who he was. He might wake up with his sanity gone. He might wake up and hate Haydn for his broken bond.Haydn cringed at the thought. He’d been honestly shocked when the doctors had told him that Devlin had an active mating bond. He couldn’t imagine the circumstances of a feral Xeus bonding to someone. In fact, he tried hard not to think about it. He could only hope that whoever the unfortunate bondmate was, Devlin hadn’t inadvertently hurt them.But it wasn’t relevant anymore. The bond was now gone. The genetic modification procedure had inevitably broken it.Haydn wondered if his cousin would even remember that he’d been bonded to someone. If he’d miss the bond. Would it hurt? The doctors back home had no idea,

“You think he’s really interested?” one of the younger alphas said, looking positively crushed. Jules could sympathize.“Who knows,” another alpha said, her gaze on the dancing couple. “But Westcliff is thirty already. He can’t sleep around forever. He’s probably thinking of settling down soon.”Another alpha scoffed. “Please. It has little to do with his age. If the rumors are true, the king will want him to marry and produce an heir.”The first alpha shot him a startled look. “You really think the king will disown Prince Haydn and make Westcliff the heir?”“It’s not just a rumor,” the Marchioness of Ferhum cut in. “I’ve heard from a reliable source that the paperwork has already been drawn up. It should be announced any day now.”A murmur of unease rippled through the group. “But he’s a Xeus,” someone said. “We have never had a Xeus on the throne. People will not be happy.”“Which probably explains why Westcliff is suddenly expressing interest in a noble, beautiful omega,” another a

Ilona exhaled in relief when someone finally broke up the fight. It was Prince Haydn. He might be only six, too, but he was the king’s legitimate son and heir, so of course the children listened to him.She watched as Haydn helped Devlin to his feet and said something, but Devlin ignored it and stormed away, blood still running down his split lip. To his credit, his bullies didn’t look any better.A short while later, the door opened and Devlin entered her room. Ilona wasn’t surprised. He always came to her when he was hurt or upset or angry. She might not be his nanny anymore, but Ilona knew she was the only person the little boy trusted in the whole palace. It was both heartwarming and disheartening.“Let me see it,” she said, making him sit down.They were silent while she treated his lip and bruised knuckles, Devlin’s eyes on his hands. She’d lost count of how many times this had happened.“What happened this time?” she finally said, though she could guess. She often heard other c

Someone cleared his throat behind them. “Mr. Blake.”His stomach plummeting, Jules turned and found Westcliff and Liam standing there. Judging by the sympathetic look on Liam’s pretty face, they had heard Uncle Wayne’s words.Looking anywhere but at Westcliff, Jules smiled faintly while Uncle Wayne and Westcliff made small talk. He didn’t care. Being publicly humiliated was hardly something new for him. He didn’t give a shit about Westcliff’s opinion.“Would you care to dance?”At the sudden silence, Jules frowned and looked at Westcliff. Realizing that he was looking at him expectantly, his hand stretched to him, Jules flushed. Glancing at Liam, he found him looking at Westcliff with a grateful, soft smile, which only humiliated Jules more. He didn’t need anyone’s pity, much less this alpha’s.Jules glared at Westcliff and bit out, “No, thanks.”The startled expression on Westcliff’s stupidly handsome face would have made Jules laugh in any other circumstances. Had anyone ever told th

All Free Novel“I’m not sure if I’m relieved or wounded,” Westcliff said. “Having you live under my roof will certainly be not boring.”Jules missed a step. “What?”Westcliff smoothly corrected for him, making his misstep seem like a planned dance move. “Your brother told me that if we are to marry, his younger brothers will move into my house, too.”Jules missed another step. “You’re talking about marriage? You met him two days ago!”“And?”“You don’t know each other!”Westcliff spun him around. “We’re hardly planning to marry now. But it makes sense to talk about conditions and consequences of our hypothetical marriage before it actually occurs.”“You can’t just—treat it like that. It’s not a business transaction!”“Isn’t it?” Westcliff said with a small, absolutely maddening smile. “You seem to be the only one not understanding it.”Jules glared at him. “My brother deserves better than—that.”“You were going to say ‘better than you.’ Do speak your mind, Julian.”Ugh, Jules wanted t