Page 28 of Primal Bonds 1
Lan narrowed his eyes when he saw Nolan’s dark smile. “Master Nolan, you’re onto something again, aren’t you? If you awaken the wrath of Master Adam, remember I’m not going to help you.”
Nolan ruffled the boy’s dark hair. “Idiot! I won’t doanything to anger Adam. I’m not that stupid. But it’ll at least bring him back sooner.”
“Oh, then I support whatever plan you have, sir.”
Nolan tsked. “How many times do I have to tell you not to be so formal with me.”
Lan said, “But you’re my boss, so I have to be formal.”
Boss, eh? Fucking boss.
What fucking boss wanted to kiss and fuck his own too cute of a bodyguard, Nolan thought. Fuck, he simply wanted to stroke those wolf ears and watch that pretty face melt in pleasure.
He cleared his throat and said, “Let’s get moving and clean this shit up.”
“Yes, sir,” Lan said.
It was well past midnight when Adam arrived back at Chase’s clinic, and upon heading toward the rear entrance, he encountered Chase standing there leaning back against the wall of the building and smoking a cigarette. Close, Adam took the joint from his friend’s hand and threw it to the ground where he stepped his foot on it, squeezing out the light.
“Smoking kills,” he said. “You’re a doctor. Practice what you preach.”
Chase snorted. Well, Calum, a chain smoker, did die from lung cancer, which still affected Adam, and more so, Nolan. Ever since Calum’s passing, Adam had the habit of telling him off for smoking, which Chase didn’t mind. Rather, he found it amusing, since he knew Adam was worried about him.
Folding his arms across his chest, he asked, “So, you took care of Tony and his gang?”
Adam nodded. “I should have done that a while back,” he admitted, his face dark.
“Never too late,” Chase said. “But those two boys, they’re pretty fucked up. I have no doubt Shiro must have gone through something like that.”
Adam nodded.
“When I checked Shiro, apart from the scratches and bruises, he appears fine.” He whistled. “Beastkin are resilient, aren’t they, even after a deadly beating? I mean, the exterior showed signs of severe trauma, but the internal, wow, not a scratch.”
Adam didn’t miss the rhetorical tone and knew Chase was suspecting something. He ignored that and asked, “Anything about Shiro I should be concerned about?”
“We ran the tests,” Chase said. “So far, nope. Nothing sinister to worry about. Just malnourished, which is expected, considering he was in the institute and then living on the streets.”
“That’s good,” Adam said. “I just need to feed him then.” He chuckled. “He’ll have to eat until I’m broke.”
“Yeah, it was a joke, okay,” Chase said. “Beside the fact that you’ll never go broke. You’re a fucking billionaire, Adam.”
Adam snorted. “And what about you? A billionaire who decides to run clinics on life support in need of donations?”
He shrugged. “Hey, I’m a doctor. Gotta act poor. Luka and Shane have been very generous though. My other clinics in their territories are doing very well.”
“Only because your team members are the ones they can depend on to save their clans’ lives,” Adam said. “Of course they’d have to be generous. You go out of business, they won’t live to see the light of the next day if they fucked up during a business operation.”
Chase nodded. “True.” He straightened and then stretched. “Ah, fuck, I miss that cute redhead. He hasn’t been around today. Must be busy.”
“Miss him sucking you off or miss him, miss him?” Adam asked.
“Don’t make it sound like I’m so heartless,” Chase said. “I do miss him, miss him. He’s amusing to be around. Teasing him is so much fun. He’s a good boy, working hard doing whatever he can to help.” He changed the topic then and said, “I thought you should know, Shiro said he was given injections every month back at the institute. I have no doubt it’s just like the others, to suppress his innate potential. Foxkin do have great strength and agilities, even if they are generally small.”
“The institute afraid the beastkin would fight back and start a riot,” Adam said. “They have to go that far to suppress them. How amusing.”
“So said the man with the genes of an alpha wolfkin in his blood,” Chase said. “Be careful, Adam. Despite the fact you don’t have the animal characteristics like most beastkin do, your ability to bring fear and terror to the masses and your overbearing strength and agility alone are already putting you on the institute’s watch list.”
“The institute’s watch list?” Adam snorted. “I’m notsurprised. I run a mafia clan, Chase.” He turned on his heel. “I should take Shiro home. Where is he?”