Chapter 113

Liam’s pain is my fault and I can’t forgive myself. How could I let them go into a world they have no clue about? Was it really the best decision?--ROY

“Roy, there’s something I need you to know before we get back to Louisiana.” They were alone in the lounge area of his private jet, with only the dim lights of the wine bar across the room to illuminate them. The attendants had given them some privacy.

He gave a nod, eager to hear Bryan’s words.

“There’s no wound he has that our blood can’t fix.”

Roy felt a gradual relief in his chest.

“There’s a clause.” Bryan said, “He will become a Lyccan like us and follow our laws if we give him our blood.”

“That doesn’t matter to me. I just want him to live,” He said with fervor.

He sighed. “It’s more complicated than that. He has to get the council’s permission to be turned if he’s not joining the pack by marriage.”

Roy felt his shoulders slump. “What if…what if they say no?”

“They won’t.”

But Bryan had avoided his question and they both realiz