Who Is Dekus Brother Novels & Stories

He stepped forward with a calm that didn’t match the tension. “Evening, gentlemen,” he said. “Name’s Dez. President of the Brothers of Steel.” Murphy folded his arms. “Brothers of what now?” “Brothers of Steel,” Dez repeated, smiling just a little. “I sent the word for you to come…”

Jake tilts his head to a side. "But there's sometimes else," he says. My voice is barely above a whisper, "What?" "The rumors. Word on the street..." he peers at me, his eyes flickering with something dark, "Is that Jason and Alex doesn't share the same father."

James squinted, "Anything more surprising?" "Hm, the first one is that he came here to pick up his brother, Evan De Kruk ... that crazy guy who hates you and Riley. That's because-" "Does he think Evan De Kruk is a kid who needs to be picked up? Oh my! His brother is even a former war general," James said impatiently. "Evan De Kruk is the crown prince, the sole heir to the De Kruk Kingdom," Ben said impatiently. James was about to open his mouth to respond, but Ben quickly added, "Thomas De Kruk doesn't have a son, so it makes sense that Thomas would want to look after his younger brother."

When we were directly in front of the Alpha and his desk, we stopped. Alpha Derek fixed his gaze on the both of us and he didn't even smile as he looked us over, never minding that Henry was his younger brother and they had the same parents. Didn't they have some sort of sibling relationship between them? Especially as both of them were the only male children of their parents? I was puzzled. Deeply puzzled even.

She turned to Maya as she asked this question, asking with her eyes if the dude was right. “Yes, he is my brother. My younger brother.” Maya said out aloud, reading off the question from Sheila's eyes. She bit her lip as she watched Sheila sigh disappointedly, as she heard the murmurs begin in the crowd again. Curtis opened his mouth to defend himself and his integrity but Derek beat him to it. “Curtis is to be trusted.” Derek stated simply, before going ahead to call out all the warriors that had been sent to his uncle’s pack.

His build was definitely larger than my father’s, but his face, the wide-set jaw and sloped nose—that was the same. The man who claimed to be my uncle—as if that wasn’t the weirdest thing I’d ever said, raised one of his dark eyebrows. “Well said.” “You’re Deacon?” I managed, my voice a touch suspicious. He nodded imperceptibly, “That’s what I’m called.” “The former King doesn’t have a brother. I spent nearly all of my time by his side, and never had he mentioned a brother. How is this possible?” Tristan grimaced, hovering protectively at my side.

Jake laughed behind me, shrugging his shoulders. “You should see the yacht my brother has – that is huge!” He stated. “I was thinking that we could travel out to one of the nearby coves. It has some good spots to anchor. We can swim if you want, eat, or whatever else you want to do.” He moved closer to me as he spoke, wrapping his arms around my waist. I had my back to him when he spoke, looking out at the ocean, so his hands were on my stomach. He moved his hands slowly down my stomach, stopping right before they reached my bikini bottoms through my dress. I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath in anticipation until he stopped.

“Hmm. That’s probably a good thing. We couldn’t find any direct links to you, even though you grew up near Sicily. You always go by Tris, which makes things simpler compared to other undercover folks.” Having a name similar to my own helps me stay grounded. Some people need to completely separate from their real lives, but for me, it’s easier to weave in real details than to make up stories and keep track of them. “So, what’s the deal with the De Luca family?” I pull my hand away from James’s and start rubbing his thigh in slow circles. “They’re brothers. Mafia in Sicily. The head honcho, Aamon De Luca, their dad, was killed.”

Lucian shouted, forcefully kicking the door open. "Oh, Lucian, am I not your brother too?" Derek pouted. “Well since we are all here, why don’t we do a little family reunion? Huh? What do you think ,Lucian?”. Derek said “Alright, sweetheart, meet my brothers, Enzo and Lucian!”. Derek said, pointing to them. “You know the funniest part? None of them are actually my father's son; they were all adopted!" Derek said. "Do not even dare move an inch, Lucian. There is a bomb tied to Ava's seat, and the button is right under my shoe. If I add more pressure, she is going kaboom!" Derek laughed.

Cole started driving, and I awkwardly sat in between Dexter and Ken. I decided to break the silence with a question that’s been bugging me. “Are you all related?” I asked. They chuckled. Except Men who held a fierce look on his face.. “No we’re just really good friend. They’re like my brothers though,” Dexter replied. I nodded and looked at Ken. “Do you have any siblings?” I asked. “Yes I have an older brother Thomas,” he answered. “Tommy,” Dexter and AJ chanted. Ken frowned, and looked out the window.