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him they loved him,
made him believe for the first time in his life that someone actually cared.
And not just someone, but two someones, two incredible, smart, sexy men
he’d been stupid enough to believe loved him for who he was. He’d come here
tonight to announce his impending triple-warrior-mating, and they
were…probably…laughing at him. Standing at the edge of the woods, watching him climb
those never-ending steps and… laughing .
    No, they wouldn’t. Would they? They wouldn’t buy their
freedom with his heart. His hope. His dreams.
    His love.
    He looked up, not wanting to meet Baron’s eyes but finding
it impossible not to. He didn’t want to see the happiness in his father’s face,
the joy that he’d managed to stab his son through the heart.
    But surprisingly, he didn’t see that, or at least not as
much of it as he expected. A little sadness lurked in those eyes too, a little
pity that only made the whole thing so much more awful. And it was that pity
that finally convinced him that it was true. That his father wasn’t simply
enjoying himself, taking pleasure from hurting his son… His father pitied him
for being a fool.
    Baron’s gaze dropped to the floor and he dismissed the
slaves with a curt, “You may go.” As soon as the door closed behind them, he
turned to his son.
    “Well. Now you see the kind of mess you can get yourself
into,” he said, rising to pace toward the fireplace. He plucked a cigar from the
wooden case and rolled it between his fingers. “It’s a good thing you have a
father with brains who can step in and prevent you from making these ridiculous
mistakes. For heaven’s sake, Kylar, what were you thinking? Did you really
think two slaves were going to love you?”
    Kylar swallowed and forced a smile. “Of course not, Father.
Why would anyone love me?”
    Baron snorted and reached for his cigar clip. “Don’t be a
self-indulgent fool. You should have known they had ulterior motives from the
start. You’ve made the entire family look ridiculous. You’re a Grossman. And
still, you planned to stoop so low as to take two mongrel Unfree into your home
and give them your name.”
    “And what a name it is…” Kylar felt as if he were floating
above his body. Even his father’s hard stare couldn’t seem to bring him back
down to earth. He didn’t want to hit the ground again, didn’t want to be forced
to acknowledge that his dreams were crumbling all around him.
    “I knew you were capable of some amazingly stupid behavior,”
his father said, snatching his lighter from the mantel with an angry flick of
his wrist. “But this really takes the cake.”
    “How did you find out? Did Hendrix and Job—”
    “You moved them into your home. How did you think I wouldn’t find out?” Baron shook his head in disgust. “I heard about you and the slaves,
and I asked the appropriate people the appropriate questions.”
    “You went digging for gossip about them.”
    “Of course I did! What was I supposed to do?” he asked,
lighting his cigar and puffing for a moment before straightening to his full
height. “If I’d let you blunder into a mating like that you would have brought
shame on the entire Pride. You’ve already ruined our name. How could you carry
on like that in front of everyone? Sucking some slave’s filthy cock in public?
If I’d allowed you continue acting in such a fashion the Elders would never
have—”
    “You don’t allow me to do anything, Father. I’m a
grown man. What I choose to do is my own business.”
    “Not when it concerns our family, our family name! How must
your mother feel that—”
    “When is the last time Mother felt anything?” Kylar asked,
his anger becoming a quiet storm inside his chest that would not be pushed
away. This was it, the time to speak his truth. It had been building for years.
“You drove all feeling from her years ago. You stole her hope or happiness in
the name of what? Your family name? It’s just…a name,