MIKO


    As soon as I heard about Chelsea, I tried to mislink my brother but I couldn’t get through and I couldn’t stand up to leave either. So I continued to y along until the Circle was ready to leave around dawn.


    On our way out, my father patted my back. “You did good today<b>, </b><b>Sort</b>. I am proud of you. <b>Can’t </b>wait to see you fight Verena.” novelbin


    I paused as he patted my back once again before leaving to enter his car.


    I should feel proud. but I don’t. Not after how he tried to manipre my brother. I thought he highly respected him. I thought this was what I was <b>aiming </b>for. To get to the point where my father sees me as my own man and treats me like he would <b>one </b>of <b>his </b>inner circle friends.


    Turns out he doesn’t try to control Theon <b>because </b>lie’s afraid of what Theon might do, not because he loved him.


    My car was brought around, and the moment I entered the <b>back </b>seat. I brought out my phone and dialled his line. Putting <b>it </b>to <b>my </b>car, I waited for Theon to pick up, but he didn’t.


    Shit! Has Chelsea already done something to him?


    I <b>called </b>one of the security at home to check up on him


    “He’s perfectly fine, my <b>Prince</b>.” One of them answered. “He’s sleeping in his room.”


    I felt a little bit of relief but still felt weird because Theon never puts his phone on silent. He should have heard his phone ringing. “Where’s Chelsea?”


    “She’s sleeping as well, my Prince


    I ended the call and dialled my brother’s line again, but he still didn’t pick up.


    Something <b>is </b>up.


    Something is wrong.


    I can feel it in my wolf and <b>since </b>Theon <b>always </b>has his side of the bond shut down, I can’t really tell what it is.


    As soon as I got home, I rushed inside. Patrol nodded at me with smile <b>and </b>I acknowledged them before rushing upstairs. I went straight for my brother’s room and without knocking. <b>I </b>barged in


    When I saw Theon sleeping face up in <b>bed</b>, with a half naked Chelsea lying next to him, her head on his chest. My knees grew weak. Theon would never do this. He would never have sex with Chelsea, not after he’s stayed celibate for <b>so </b>long


    I saw a pitcher of water on the nightstand and went to it with rage. Grabbing it, I poured the water on Chelsea’s face. She jerked awake, gasping for <b>breath</b><b>, </b>and I grabbed her by her hair out of the bed. She screamed, and I was about to kick her out of the room when I felt myself flying backwards across the room


    Inded with a crash, my waist hitting something sharp and when I looked up, I saw an angry, fully naked Theon approaching me with red glowing eyes. “How dare youy hands on my wife?!” He growled and then I noticed his eyes -shimmered pink before returning back to full angry red.


    “Theon.” I struggled to my feet, still feeling a sharp pain in my side. “She did something to you. This is not who <b>you </b>are.”


    Theon pped me and I staggered back, appalled <b>that </b>he would hit me like that. We have had our differences and quarrels all our lives, bur Theon would never hit me first. He never got physical unless I was asking for it and even that was rare.


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    Anger sparked hot in my blood. “You hit me? Because of her?” pointed to a Chelsea who was now approaching us dressed in a flimsy nightgown. Theon raised his fist to punch me but she rushed forward,ing to stand before him, her hands nted on his chest. “Darling, you don’t need to do that. He’s your brother.”


    “He hurt you.” Theon growled.


    “I know.” She faked being hurt, turning to look at me with <b>a </b>smirk. <b>“</b><b>I’m </b>fine, though. I’m sure he didn’t mean it. Right, Miro?”


    She wants me to admit to that and I won’t. I went around them to leave, but Theon grabbed me by the cor. “My wife is <b>talking </b>to you.”


    I looked into his ming eyes, the pink shimmering again. “I meant to hurt her. I wish I could hurt her.” I replied. Theon snarled, raising <b>his </b>fist again to strike me. This time, Chelsea didn’t stop him, and this time I was prepared.


    I stopped his fist with my hand and head–butted him Instead I have knocked out two champions with this strategy and yet my dearest brother didn’t even flinch, even though I just broke his nose and he had begun to bleed.


    Theon.


    Next thing I knew, I was flying across the room again. <i>I </inded on my waist again, but this time; the bed blocked most of my fall. I groaned, feeling my anger rise, but before I could even collect my thoughts, I was dragged to my feet and mmed against the wall.