He lets Roy slide down his body, and taking his hand, Bryan leads him back into the bar. He feels weak, still drunk, embarrassed, tired, appalled, and on some strange level, Roy was exhilarated, euphoric even. Bryan is clutching my hand,’ Roy notes ecstatically. Such a befuddling array of emotions was flooding him that he’ll need at least a week to process them all. The bar is noisy and crowded and the music has started so there is a large crowd on the dance floor. Liam and Hailey are not at their table and Angelo has disappeared. Kingsley looks lost and pitiful on his own. That’s the Hailey effect. “Where’s Hailey and Liam?” Roy shouts at Kingsley above the noise. His head is beginning to pound in time to the thumping bass line of the music. “Hailey went dancing,” Kingsley shouts back, and Roy can tell he’s angry. He is eyeing Bryan suspiciously. “And Liam had to leave.” Angelo must have told Kingsley something. Roy shrugs on the black jacket he left on the seat. He’ll be ready
Roy wakes up with a ringing in his head in a very quiet place. The light in the room is muted and aside from the pain in his head, he is comfortable and warm, in this bed. For a moment, Roy lays back and takes in the tranquility and serenity, enjoying the strange unfamiliar environment. He has no idea where he is. The bedhead behind him is in the form of a massive claw. The room is large and airy and furnished in gold and beige. His muddled brain struggles through its visual memories to ascertain where he was but comes up with nothing. Who brought him here? How did he get here? Fissured memories of the previous night slowly come back to the surface of his mind. The drinking… God, no, the drinking that led to the phone call, ugh, the phone call, and then the vomiting. God, no, the vomiting. Angelo and then Bryan Anderson. The thought makes him wince inwardly. He doesn’t truly remember coming here, wherever this place is. He looks down and sees that he’s wearing a tight boxer and
Roy doesn’t want to feel this way about his boss. Hard, squirming, needy, and achy.Desire…it probably has to do with the mate bond thing Bryan had mentioned,” Roy assures himself although he knows that he’d feel this way about Bryan without it.He lies back on the soft pillows, rosy cheeked as he recalled Bryan’s words. ‘If you were.’ God, what would happen if Roy decides to throw wind to caution and be what Bryan wants him to be? A secret boy-toy. Hidden.The thought brings a frown to his lips and at the same time set his blood racing around his body. Bryan is so confusing, complicated, and difficult. One second, he rebuffs him, the next he tracks him like a stalker, and heavily flirts with him.And with all those red flags, Roy spent the night in his hotel suite and still, he feels safe. Protected. Bryan cares enough to come and rescue him from some mistakenly perceived danger. His heart warms when he remembers the night he’d gone for a run too and Bryan rescued him from the wolves
Oh. Roy is completely unaware that he is chewing on his bottom lip. His mouth pops open as he gasps and swallows at the same time. that has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to him. His pulse quickens and he thinks he’s panting. Jeez, he’s a quivering, hard as steel mess and Bryan Anderson hasn’t even touched him. He shifts in his seat and meets his hot glare. Roy suddenly loses his control, “Why don’t you?” he challenges quietly. “Because even though I badly want you handcuffed to my bed, weak from multiple orgasms, I am not going to touch you anymore, Roy—not until you agree to be mine.” His lips hint at a smile. “What do you mean?” “Exactly what you heard.” He sighs and shakes his head at Roy, amused, but exasperated too. “You want me to show you off, Roy? And I am going to do just that and after, I won’t take no for an answer.” “oh…” is the only thing Roy can say. “You should finish your breakfast, Roy. And then I’ll have Matteo drop you home. I’ll see you at w
He lunges at Roy, slamming him against the wall of the elevator. Before he knows it, Bryan’s got both of his hands in one of his in a tight grip above his head and he’s pinning him to the silver wall using his hips.Oh, God.His other hand curls around the front of Roy’s shirt and yanks him forward, bringing his face closer and his lips are on his.It’s only just not agonizing. Roy groans into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. Bryan takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring the contours of his mouth.It’s better than the last time.Roy’s tongue tentatively strokes his and joins him in a slow erotic swirl that’s all about touch and feel. Bumping and grinding against each other.Bryan brings his hand to grasp his chin and holds him in place.Roy is helpless, his hands pinned and his face held, and Bryan’s hips restraining him..,He feels his erection against his lower belly. Oh god… Roy groans,’ he wants me, Bryan Anderson, Lycan prince wants me and so god helps me, I w
Reading his mind, Bryan bends and whispers into Roy’s ear, “Klaus is the name of my wolf. Our wolves are independent and have a mind of their own. That is what I’m called by the wolves of my father’s pack.”Roy nods slowly and gives him a tiny smile. It was even better Elliot called him Klaus, Hailey will have no way of guessing that the man he spent the night with was Bryan Anderson.“Hailey,” Bryan gives her a polite nod and glares at Elliot who grins and rises to shake hands with Roy too.“Hi Roy,” he smiles, his blue eyes twinkling and Roy takes a liking to him instantly. He’s obviously nothing like Bryan, but then they’re just wolves from the same pack.“Hi Elliot,” Roy smiles up at him, and he’s aware that he’s biting his lip.“Elliot, we’d better go,” Bryan inputs in a mild tone.“Yeah,” He turns to Hailey and pulls her into his arms, giving her a long lingering kiss.God…get a room,’ Roy frowns distastefully, staring at holes in Elliot’s head for touching his sister. If Liam w
Right beside him stands Claire-the witch who then says in a very loud whisper, “Did you really think Bryan Anderson will give you the time of the day just because he had his limousine take you home on your first day?” She scoffs, “That’s how he literally treats all his staff on their first day.” Right. A lot has happened between him and Mr. Anderson since his first day though, especially Friday night, but now it seems a lifetime has already passed since then. Roy bites his lip hard to stop it from quivering, badly. Over his first week, everyone in the company’s Administration Department, 7th floor has heard Roy—their only social media handler and a most despised gay man—being called to the CEO’s office on his first day. And on Friday, someone saw him helped inside Bryan’s limousine by his chauffeur after office hours and told everyone. And Saturday, only he knew that Bryan Anderson has promised him—Roy Jordan, the wimpiest gay man in the world—to claim him. But right now, everyth
Visibly recovering from the comeback, Claire snarled, “Why, you---”Roy’s courage abruptly deserted him at the sight of murderous age on Claire’s face. He hurried toward the elevators, knowing that he had just made an enemy for life.Oh, crap.This was not what he had imagined today would bring at all.He wished Kristine had come back from Scottsdale so he’d take comfort from her presence. His frustration grew when he realized that he didn’t even have her number.Over six hours later, Roy was already counting the minutes before he could leave for home and hand in his resignation letter.It was official.He couldn't work for Anderson Inc. any longer. If near poverty hadn’t made Roy the sensible type, then he would have just upped and left without looking back the moment Claire had declared war on him, sneering at Roy for everyone to hear every chance she got.But Roy was the sensible type and his mind told him it would be foolish to give up his daily wages just to save his pride.As he
A year after…Bryan Anderson and Roy Jordan had come a long way since Roy first walked into the office building of Anderson Inc. They had overcome many obstacles, enemies, and secrets to become not only partners in work, but also in life. They had built a new company together, one that was innovative, ethical, and successful. They had also built a new family together, one that was loving, supportive, and diverse.As Roy sat in his office, he twirled the ring on his finger with a small smile. He still couldn't believe that he was married to Bryan, the man who had changed his life for the better. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time for their weekly video call with their family. He picked up his phone and dialed Bryan's number."Hey, babe. Are you ready?" he asked."Almost. Just finishing up some paperwork. I'll be there in a minute," Bryan replied."Okay. Don't keep me waiting too long. I miss you," Roy said."I miss you too. Love you," Bryan said."Love you more," R
The next morning, Roy and Bryan walked to the throne room, where the test of blood was going to take place.They held hands as they walked, squeezing each other's fingers. They looked into each other's eyes, smiling bravely. They whispered words of encouragement and affection."Whatever happens, I love you," Roy said."I love you too," Bryan said.They reached the throne room, where a large crowd was waiting for them. They saw the King and Queen, who sat on their thrones, looking tense and worried. They saw their siblings, who stood by their sides, looking supportive and proud.Bryan’s eyes traveled across the room and he locked gazes with Alexander who stood by the side of the old maid, looking as cool as a cucumber but Bryan could smell his anxiety and fear from miles away. He was just faking the calm exterior.They saw the priestess of the blood, who held a silver dagger and a golden chalice, looking solemn and ominous.They felt a surge of fear and anxiety, but they did not let go
The queen sat on her bed, clutching a picture of Bryan in her hand. She looked at his smiling face and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She loved him more than anything in the world. He was her son, even if he was not her flesh and blood.She had given him her name, her love, and her protection. She had watched him grow into a handsome and brave young man, who had made her proud in every way.But now, everything was in doubt. A stranger had appeared, claiming to be the true prince and heir of the throne. He had challenged Bryan to a test of blood and truth, to prove his claim. And the ball was in her court to either agree to it, or trash it but it was the only way to settle the matter.The queen didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to doubt Bryan's identity or loyalty. She didn't want to risk losing him or hurting him. But she also didn't want to deny the possibility that the stranger was telling the truth. What if he was really her son? What if he was the child that had been t
The silence that followed Alexander's declaration was deafening. Everyone in the council chamber stared at him with disbelief, shock, or fear. Bryan felt his blood run cold as he looked into the eyes of the man who claimed to be the true. He wanted to deny it, to scream that it was a lie, but something in his gut told him it was true.He glanced at his father, the king, who sat on his throne with a pale and stunned expression. He had not said a word since Alexander entered the room. Bryan wondered what he was thinking, what he knew, what he had hidden all these years.He looked at his mother, the queen, who stood beside the king with a hand on his shoulder. She seemed equally shocked and speechless, but there was also a hint of fear in her eyes. Bryan wondered if she had any idea who Alexander was, or if she had ever suspected that the king had another asides Roy.He looked at the council members, who had been ready to vote on his motion to impeach the king.They were divided between
“You’re going away again?” They were having breakfast at their bedroom’s private balcony when Bryan shared his plans with RoyBryan touched his mouth with a napkin. “I have to. Just for a few days, I have to hunt down more vampires.”“But…” Roy put his coffee cup down because his hands were shaking too much. Yes, Bryan was strong. But so were vampires. He had asked the twins about it, and they had not hesitated to tell his the truth since they also feared for Bryan’s life. Vampires were no longer bound by their consciences and were wont to do whatever it took to satisfy their greed and thirst for blood.“I have to do this myself, Roy. For Carpalia and Liam.”He didn’t argue after that. “Just please don’t do anything rash.”He laughed. “I’m not rash in any way.”He held his tongue even though he so badly wanted to argue. He wasn’t rash as a rule, but he did tend to do things unthinkingly if it meant giving him another point to score over his father. The twins had told his that King Edr
“Roy…”Bryan called out for Roy, his voice echoing through the empty hallway. He appeared almost instantly, standing outside his doorway. Bryan couldn't help but notice the anxious look in his eyes. He had been acting odd ever since they had returned from Carpalia's funeral two days ago. He had tried to ignore it, but his pacing and worried glances didn't go unnoticed.Without saying a word, he motioned for Roy to come closer. Roy walked towards him hesitantly, his eyes never leaving his face. As he stood before him, Bryan could sense his apprehension.Without warning, he pulled Roy to him, molding his body to his, as their lips touched in a kiss. He felt Roy stiffen when he cupped his butt as he continued kissing him. Roy was shocked, he didn’t know what to do but the sparks running through his body betrayed his desire for Bryan.A few moments later, Bryan pulled away and surveyed his dreamy expression with satisfaction.“What was that for?” Roy whispered, touching his lips as if he
As Roy approached the animal, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear.He knew better than to let his guard down around wild creatures, especially one that looked so battered and bruised. Still, his heart ached at the sight of it. This was no Lycan that much was clear. Its fur was matted and caked in dirt, and its wounds were deep and angry."Hey there, little guy," he whispered, trying to project calmness and reassurance. The dog barked in response, but it didn't move or lunge at him, so he took another step closer."It's okay, I won't hurt you," he promised, as he reached out a tentative hand to touch its head. The dog's eyes followed his hand, and for a moment, it seemed like it might allow him touch its head. But then, without warning, it snapped and latched onto his hand, biting down hard.Roy gasped in pain and tried to pull away, but the dog's jaws were locked tight. Fear and adrenaline coursed through his body as he struggled to free himself, but it only seemed to make the
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
Next Chapter:Bryan's heart was pounding as he desperately tried to regain control of the car, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel. But Roy's sudden interference had thrown off his balance and the car swerved wildly, careening towards the massive tree."Bloody hell, Roy!" he swore, his voice filled with a mix of anger and fear. The car was hurtling towards the tree at breakneck speed, and he knew that if they collided, it would be a fatal crash. He would survive it and heal pretty quickly, but Roy…In a split-second decision, he shifted into his wolf form, feeling the transformation rippling through his body. The sudden shift gave him the strength and agility to yank Roy from the passenger seat and leap out of the car, just as it collided with the tree.The impact was deafening, the sound of metal crunching and glass shattering filling the air. The car crumpled like a tin can, smoke billowing from the wreckage as it skidded to a stop.Roy was in shock, his body