The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 21

My brother saunters into my office with his hands in the pockets of his slacks; an Ioannides trait. The same face, same color eyes, mannerisms, and cruel streaks but even as we are spitting images of one another, there are major differences.

For one, we both have tattoos right up to our necks, but they differ in designs. Bastien wasn’t tormented like I was and he experienced true love once upon a time. Where I suffered trauma at a young age, he experienced it later in life.

He pours us each a glass of whiskey, then gestures for me to join him over by the leather sofas.

“So, what were you going to call me about?”

I take the glass and shake my head. “Before you even ask that, why are you here? Is Sin City getting boring?”

He chuckles, crossing one leg over the other knee. “On the contrary, business is booming. But my reason for visiting is to ask if you’re hoping to part with Alpha Kinnead’s sword.”

“You want to place it at the auction?” I ask, and he nods. “Then, by all mean, take the fucking thing.”

“Thanks, little brother,” he says, calling me by that berating name again. “So now that my question is answered, it’s your turn. You never call for trivial things, so come clean.”

I hate the way both Maxim and Bastien know me so well. The poker face I pride myself on gets shattered within seconds.

Sighing, I lean forward and brace my elbows on my knees while cradling the glass. “That surrogate of mine turned out to be an illegitimate Cotroni heir.”

Bastien’s eyes grow wide. “How? Giovanni’s children are all dead…” he trails off as it sinks in. “Cecilia?”

I nod. “The very one. But that’s not all…” Everything that Mirabella told me, I now confide in Bastien, including Maxim’s preposterous idea of marrying her and making her my Luna, so I can rule over Giovanni’s territories.

Bastien contemplates for a few minutes, then he gets up to refill our glasses and returns with a dark look on his face.

“I agree with Maxim,” he simply says as he hands me my refilled glass.

“Oh, for the love of…You can’t be serious,” I exclaim. “You both know why I can’t do that!”

He nods. “I do, but this will not be a genuine marriage. The SilverCrest mating ceremony does not call for a Claiming Bite for all to see, remember?”

I blink, having entirely forgotten that.

“It…makes no difference-”

“And you’re lying to yourself again, little brother,” he chastises while grinning at me. “You have an entirely different look in your eyes right now.”

“Yes, it is called annoyance,” I say, rolling my eyes, but he simply chuckles.

“And what if Giovanni insists? Will you refuse the man who we owe our Alpha lineage to?”