“You like what you see, Ted?”
I grind my teeth, keeping my gaze on the distant skyline of the city. We have huge windows in the penthouse. That way, we can look down on all our subjects.
We are kings in our own right. This city is ours. Hence why we have the tallest building.
“Of course not, sir. I have no interest in taking a mate. Especially an omega.”
I always speak so formally when I'm in his presence. It’s a habit of mine. After all, I used to be his bodyguard in another life.
We first met when he was fifteen, just a year after he was found by the authorities in an abandoned shack with twelve others. All thirteen boys had been missing for the last six years. It turned out they’d all been bought and groomed by the infamous head of ALPHA, Brady Shaw.
He’s a piece of shit who trains young alphas to be fucking killers, and I swear... we will get that son of a bitch one day.
My boss doesn’t like to show it, but that man still haunts him. He’s Killian fucking Whitefang, yet he’s afraid of that bastard, but I just want him to know that he has nothing to fear.
He has me. I may not be his bodyguard anymore, but I will still protect him with my life. He’s like my brother.
He may have been a kid when I met him, but he could still walk circles around me. In the early days, we would spar, and he would always knock me onto my ass. But what else do you expect from a kid who was raised to be an assassin?
Now he puts those killer qualities to good use. Everyone in the city is shit scared of him.
I may be the enforcer, but Killian is the real brute of our pack.
That poor little omega in his arms has no idea what she has gotten herself into.
I have no idea what happened at the bar. She must have been hiding her designation from the patrons, and for some reason, that does not sit well with me.
While I may claim to hate omegas for what one bitch did to me, I hate the idea of the dark-haired beauty hiding who she is.
No one should have to hide who they are. That’s why I stopped wearing the eyepatch to hide my scar.
My scar shows who I am. It shows the battles I have fought and survived. While I despise how it makes me look, I refuse to hide behind a veil.
I shake the preposterous thoughts from my mind.
No. I don’t care about the omega.
Killian heads toward his separate suite. He gets to have his own, after all, while the rest of us share.
Not that it bothers me. He earned it. He’s the founder of our pack and the true king of this city.
I’m just his loyal bodyguard.
“You can’t fool me, Ted. I saw the way you looked at her just now. Just know that I would be willing to share. What’s mine is yours, brother.”
I tighten my lips. I really doubt that omega would be interested in me anyway. Killian and Hiroshi are the pretty boys of our pack. Fionn has a certain Gaelic charm, and although he can be quite the crackpot at times, the girls still love him.
Then there’s me, the brooding asshole with the scar.
Even if I was interested, there’s no way that omega would want me.
And I am perfectly content with that.
Chapter 6
Ravyn
Iawaketothesound of a running tap, fluttering my eyes open.