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Kinsey assured. Brandon hesitated momentarily, unsure how to respond to Kinsey's unwavering faith in him. He felt guilty for not telling Kinsey his real identity, but it wasn't the right time to discuss it. He doesn't need a job, as he already runs his own empire. "I appreciate your confidence in me, Kinsey," Brandon replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I'll do my best to get a good job to support both us and Connor," he added, trying to avoid the discussion and hoping Kinsey would leave the topic.

His eyes said punishment and I were more than happy to accept. “Alphas don’t get jealous, princess.” He was serious. Brandon decided he was going to stay the week instead, I was happy but then anger quickly took over when he lied saying we’d get to spend a little more time together but I’m pretty sure it’s because of Christian. He dropped me off at school this morning wearing a light grey suit and his dress shoes, his gold watch, and a damn grin on his face. Some of the girls in the parking lot were winking at him as they passed.

I thought Amanda was done giving information about Brandon and she wasn't. "Just so you know, Brandon is a half breed. His father is human and his mother is a wolf from here. He only decided to stay here when his mission in Iran ended." I just nodded while listening to what she was saying. I think I need to be careful in front of him. "Come on. I'll introduce you to them," she said before walking closer to the close combat team. Each student has a partner and competes with each other. "How are your students?" Amanda asked as she approached Brandon. Brandon looked at her and the emotion on his face didn't even change.

be that he was a new student like him? She thought while looking at Bright who was speechless. Bright couldn't help but ponder about the color of his problems and why he was acting strange like this. He couldn't really believe that this guy had followed him all the way from the road to this place where he schooled. Bright pretends not to see him although he's certain that he must have seen him here. His anger rose the moment the Guy sat close to him. At this moment Bright couldn't help himself as he felt like punching his nose. "Are you a newbie? What's your name? Wade and Owen, who finds him attractive to be their friend, shrugged at him as he smiled. "I'm Brandon. What about you guys? Wad

Saturday Chores Brandon woke Saturday morning to sunlight streaming in his window. After watching a few episodes of Expanse the night before with his mother, he played some video games then lay in bed formulating his seduction plans before falling asleep. After dragging himself out of bed, he stared in the mirror, wondering if he should wear anything special today. He was 5 feet 11 inches tall, with a thin but wiry build. He was fairly hairless and hated he couldn't grow any decent facial hair. Deciding that nothing much could be done to spruce himself up, he washed his face and threw on a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants and headed out to the small kitchen for some cereal and milk.

Brandon said. After hanging up, Brandon's expression turned grim. Huxley was a relative of one of the company's shareholders. While his position had been secured through connections, he had proven capable and had delivered results over the years. After a moment of thought, Brandon called Damon. "Uncle Damon, do you have time? I need to discuss something with you," Brandon said. Damon had been in his study with Nyla, helping Mason with homework. He stepped out to take the call. "What is it?"

~Winter~ As we chatted and shared gossip during the flight, the cabin buzzed with lively energy. Across from us, the men were deeply engrossed in their card game, seemingly oblivious to the chatter around them. Brandon, in particular, appeared to be thoroughly enjoying himself, his demeanour reminiscent of the carefree spirit I remembered from our initial meeting. It was a welcome sight, a reminder of the person he was before the weight of responsibility descended upon him with the challenges facing Hayland.

They all returned empty-handed. Andrius was puzzled. Dax’s expression also darkened. “Wolf King, Warzone Master.” Brandon looked smug and said gleefully, “Sorry for disappointing you, but everything we do in this base is legitimate research!” Then, before Andrius or Dax could respond, Brandon clapped his hands. Swoosh... Swish...

He knew every one of Wyatt's movements, he was always like that, wanting to be the shadow of everything Brandon did, he remembered it like that since he was in school. Not wanting to think anymore about all that that was making him doubt almost everything, Brandon got up from his place while pouring himself some Whiskey. He didn't know what he was going to do now that Crystal had the upper hand. That woman was everything he never imagined she could be. That time in the hospital had apparently been the last he had seen the real Crystal because if he was sure of one thing, Crystal was not who she showed herself to be now.

he asks boldly, ignoring the shocked gasps from everyone around, and the seething glare of his female companion that wouldn’t stop glaring at me. “Errrmmm… Errrmmm… I don’t think she…” “Yes, Prince Xander. Heather has been claimed by her one true mate. So I suggest you find a whore to warm your bed elsewhere. You can choose from the other omegas, I really don’t care. Just stay the fuck away from her!” Brian responded fiercely, stopping his mom from responding to Xander. He sounded pissed, and he spoke rudely to the prince. I wonder if he isn’t scared to lose his life.