All Chapters of Dempsey Twins' Human Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

In Dempsey’s mansion, Dareen was in his study, going through something when the servant knocked on the door. “May I come in, sir?” The servant asked for permission while Dareen allowed them in with Yes. “Sir... Someone called Blake Martinez comes to see you.” The servant informed him. Dareen received an unexpected visitor. He never expected that his old friend would come to meet him. It was delightfully fearful. He didn't want his friend to be the target of the pack leader. “Direct him to my study...” Dareen said, taking off his spectacles. The servant bowed his head and left the study. Soon the door swung open. He looked up, a small smile graced Dareen's lips. "Dareen? It's really you…" Blake exclaimed, Dareen rose from his chair, his face breaking into a wide grin. "Blake! Yes, It's really me." A chuckle left from Blake. Dareen approached Blake. The two old friends embraced each other. It's been twenty years since they met. They had once been inseparable, but life had t

The conversation between Dareen and Blake was interrupted by the resonant sound of the leather boots coming in contact with the floor. Icarus and Isaias had returned home after having liquor with Joseph. Their steps were messy and unstable since the booze hit their head but not strong enough to collapse them. In short, they were in a mess. Blake was awestruck seeing the twin. The last time he had seen Icarus and Isaias, they had been children, barely reaching his waist. Now, they stood before him as formidable young adults. Just like Dareen, his twin boys grew up into fine alphas Dareen could be proud of. Both of them resembled both Dareen and Hannah. It seemed like the genes hit them real good. Dareen's face lit up as he stood to greet his sons. "Icarus, Isaias, you're back," he exclaimed. Dareen acted as if a mother would be excited to see her sons at home after a long evening. They smiled, foolishly. "Yes, Dad," Icarus replied in a deep, resonant voice. The alcohol in their b

In the duskily lit streets, the clock had just struck ten. The scent of chocolate hung thick in the air as Isaias stood outside the little chocolate shop that was about to close. The smell would be nauseating whoever didn't like chocolate but for those who love chocolate, it was heaven. Isaias took good minutes to find the best chocolate shop around the city to buy. He didn't want to buy anything that looked like chocolates. The shop's owner had been about to close up for the night when Isaias had arrived, ready to satisfy his little princess's unsatisfied heart. "Excuse me, sir. I need chocolates. Can you pack me some?" Isaias asked politely. "Sorry, sir, but we're closing for the night," The shop owner had politely informed him. But Isaias had an aura that would suppress anyone. "Please sir, just a box of chocolates. My princess wants chocolate right now. You know I can't just leave it when she showed some interest in chocolate," he implored, his dark eyes flashing the aura

The next day, Patrick dropped Amethysta off at her college entrance. Amethysta step out of the car with a backpack slung over her shoulder. "Are you sure you don't want me to help you with your bag, sweetheart?" Patrick asked. Amethysta shook her head, her long, dark hair swaying with the motion. "I've got it, Dad. You have got work. So please, you go and do your work." Patrick smiled. "You're all grown up now. How beautifully has my little daughter grown up? Just remember to call me if you need anything, okay?" Patrick wiped his fake tears being dramatic. Amethysta rolled her eyes at her father who was overdramatic, sighed. “Seriously, dad…” Amethysta nodded with a chuckle. Patrick hugged Amethysta and kissed on her forehead before Amethysta joined Eira. With a smile, She joined Eira who was dropped off by her so-called Finacee. Mateo nagged her that he would drop her at the college. So Eira couldn't help but accept his offer. "Seems like you are dropped off by your soon-t

While on the other side, Laurent was standing in front of someone and his head drooping low. It was as if he was found guilty for something. Yeah, he was standing in front of his father as well as the leader of the pack. He extruded the aura that anyone fear. Laurent was called by his father as soon as he came back from work to the patio that was situated in the artificial forest of the pack leader. He understood why he was summoned and he just stood there until Luther finished his talk with someone on the phone. The conversation didn't start as soon as Luther finished his talk with someone but it took a few minutes for him to start a conversation while Laurent dared not to make a move first. Whether it was fear or respect, Laurent wasn't brave enough to do anything in front of his father. "Laurent, I have asked you to approach Amethysta. Why am I not seeing any improvement? You went to see Patrick yesterday but you didn't inform me what happened there." Luther’s dark tone made L