Page 204 of Filthy Royal

“Fine.” Kadon threw up his hands.

“Yeah, fine. Ask your questions, Skolov.” Luc waded back into the discussion. “But only so you can be as certain as I already am that Kadon had nothing to do with this. And do it with Maddox’s damned laser pointed somewhere other than at the male I love.”

“Th-the male you love?” A look of wonder crossed Kadon’s face.

Scarlett felt pretty giddy herself. She’d never heard her brother say those words before.

“Yeah.” His voice rough, Luc swiveled to face Kadon and wrapped his hand around the nape of the other male’s neck. “The male I love. I want you to remember that no matter what.”

“No matter what.” Kadon’s head bobbed up and down, his eyes focused only on Luc.

“Great. Nice timing,” Damien muttered, his scowl directed at Luc. “I told you to declare your feelings, but not during my damned interrogation.”

Luc merely shrugged; his gaze still locked with Kadon’s.

Scarlett fought to catch up.Damien told her brother todeclare his feelings?

What in the blazes had happened at Crex’s?

Damien motioned to Maddox. “You might as well put the weapon away. Golden Boy looks like he’s floating on a nebular cloud. Like he’s invincible in his happy little cocoon.” Damien didn’t sound displeased, more like resigned. “He won’t give a shit about the laser. Or too much else past Luc, for that matter.”

It was true. With Luc’s big hand still wrapped around Kadon’s neck, their foreheads pressed together, the intense energy and naked affection between them was so beautiful and raw that it was clear they barely registered anyone else was in the room. The lust bouncing between them was off the charts as well.

Finally! She’d waited such a long time for this moment. Feared she’d never live to see it.

And it was all happening because Damien had returned to the dome. Now not only she but also Luc and Kadon could get their happy-ever-after.

Scarlett wished she and the others could creep away and leave the two Alphas alone.

But one glance at Damien, and she knew that wasn’t happening.

His legs planted far apart, her Alpha still had questions, and she could tell from the flare of pity in his gaze that he was determined to ask them without delay and that they’d be ones Kadon would not like.

She suspected, moreover, that Luc knew this and might even have chosen this moment to declare his love to soften the coming blow.

“You ever tell your father about you and Luc?” Damien was done with waiting. Kadon’s “interrogation” had resumed.

Still, Damien’s choice of topic surprised her.

As it did Kadon.

A barked laugh erupted from him as he dragged his gaze from Luc to Damien. “Sure, we often have warm heart-to-hearts.” When he realized her Alpha was serious, Kadon furrowed his brow. “No. Never. He wouldn’t understand.”

“You ever let your father know you were coming to his place while he was out of town?”

“Yes.” Kadon’s tone was cautious now. “I always do as a matter of courtesy, but it wouldn’t matter whether I did or didn’t. I need a code to access his place. He’s notified every time I use it.”

“When was the last time the two of you were in contact?” Damien’s expression gave little indication of whether or not he liked Kadon’s responses. “Before you answer, let me remind you that Maxheim can dig through your comms and find the truth.”

“That won’t be necessary.” Kadon shrugged off his comms and tossed it to Damien. “See for yourself. I notified him I was stopping by his place. But I said nothing about you or the others. I told him I was heading there for a little peace and quiet. I’ve used the same excuse before.” He cleared his throat. “My father and I aren’t close. Before that, it’d been a while since we last spoke. He used to come to town more often, but since I stopped fighting, he isn’t too interested in what I’m doing. I think his last comms asked if Scarlett was breeding yet and requested that I let him know immediately when that happened.”

“What an Alphahole,” Maddox chimed in.

“Agreed,” Anya said.

“Your story checks out.” Damien studied Kadon’s comms. He didn’t sound surprised. Nor was she. “Thanks for indulging me.” He tossed the comms back.

“What’s this all about?” Kadon’s question mirrored her own.

---