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As he stepped in, he noticed Lucas dropping the suitcase and stared curiously at him for a few seconds. “Is this the guy Rose? The billionaire Blackwood owner guy?” he asked nonchalantly still maintaining his stare causing Lucas to feel extremely awkward. “Uhm yeah, and don’t call him that. Jacob this is Lucas, he is the CMO of Blackwood Inc., a billionaire, and the friend that has honestly helped me the most out of all friends I could’ve possibly had. And Lucas, this is my younger brother Jacob who’s been with me for the longest and is my motivation for life, I hope you both can get along.”

"How do you about his family and why did David accept his offer then?" "My dad had an older brother. I don't know much about him but he got involved with the Blackwoods, either Christian's father or maybe even his grandfather. My dad doesn't speak much about him, but he blames the Blackwoods for all the shit in this world. When I asked how he could take the offer he just said that he saw something different in Christian. My dad has a bad habit of seeing good in people when it is not really there though."

‘The thing about wanting to be there for me’ That reminded me of when Adrian said the same thing. What the fuck was happening to the Blackwood brothers? I needed to find answers and I needed to find them ASAP. Since going back to their family house seemed impossible, I had to find another alternative.

He paused, as if catching his breath. “On a certain day, I was walking through the wood, in search of Judas, I heard his voice screamed, then I ran towards the direction of his voice, there I saw two kids of his age, who were fighting him without mercy, I ran towards them, in order to save my brother’s life, I pleaded with them for forgiveness on my brother’s behalf, yet they were persistent in fighting Judas to death, they made him bleed, with their sharp sword pierced into his skin. I had no choice but to do what I had to do, just to save my brother’s life.” He exhaled softly.

"Your boyfriend has abandoned you, but Damian is willing to take you in, if you'd just agree to join him. You know, he's merciful, unlike his brother, who is also your boyfriend. I mean, I would have killed you on sight, sliced your body in half and keep one here in France and the other at Dashiell's gate," I gasped, the ropes adding immense pressure to my stomach. Brother? My thoughts drifted back to the night when Adela told me that Dashiell had a brother. "I see you are surprised," Anthony laughed. "Damian Blackwood is the first son of Donovan Blackwood, and no…he is not illegitimate, he was born from the same womb as Dashiell. And he is here to redeem us from this era of darkness." A cou

With a dark, feral grunt, the massive Alpha violently threw his weight onto the steel bar. SCREECH. The sound of thick iron nails tearing out of cheap wood violently split the air. Jax stepped up right beside him, curling his massive, calloused fingers under the splintering wood where Fennigan had created a gap. With a synchronized, terrifying surge of pure werewolf strength, the two brothers ripped the entire top half of the lid clean off. The rough pine completely shattered, exposing the dark interior of the crate. And there he was. Damon Blackwood. The monster who had built a slaughterhouse under their feet. His skin was pale and waxy in the dim fluorescent light of the loading bay, his b

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

“Or are you just that stupid you can’t---!” Damn, this man was never going to let me finish an insult! My rib broke under the onslaught of blows, and I was finding it harder and harder to breathe. But still, I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed… I mean--- This was THE Blackwood Pack! The biggest and strongest pack in the south, with so much money they could use it like freaking toilet paper! Alpha Christian Blackwood was infamous for how he led his pack with an iron fist, and he was rumored to be absolutely ruthless and a coldhearted bastard. But I must say, that if everything he’d done to me so far was his worse…

~~~ Before the brothers met, Old Master Hunt’s study… “Your crimes keep piling up, and I'm not going to keep covering up for you and allow you to destroy our family legacy. Don't you dare go to the headquarters again; your brother is now the new CEO; go to Africa and reflect on yourself; I'll summon you back when the news blows over,” Old Master Hunt said, his voice stern but full of heartache.

But it was impressive if he was indeed a blackwood. Damon Jr. began to process it, though it sucked and he didn’t want to accept it. But if his dad said Julian was a Blackwood, then he had no choice. Though he’d never heard of a Julian, the name Blackwood was synonymous with power. His family’s biggest backer, and he’d just insulted him.