Chapter 32

Dimitri released Brooklyn and looked at the maid. There was a trace of blood on his lips, which he was well aware of. He reached out to hold Brooklyn steady.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "It's time for the banquet."

"Yeah." Brooklyn nodded, sounding weak. That alone was enough to tell that he wasn't doing so well.

Dimitri knew that Brooklyn was probably feeling like jelly now. It couldn't be comfortable. He'd channeled more of his pheromones into Brooklyn's body earlier, which meant the effect he had on the latter would amplify.

Brooklyn needed to rest, not attend a banquet. Dimitri knew he shouldn't have done it, but he'd lost control of himself because he was afraid of things going wrong. He was worried Brooklyn would disappear once he had his back turned.

"Let's join the celebration, then." He wanted to be understanding and allow Brooklyn to rest, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He had to have the latter by his side. Otherwise, how would he be able to explain to his parent