Lucas' POV
Fuck my life.
I've been having sex with different women consecutively in the past few hours and I'm starting to feel that I'm like a male whore.
By the look on their fucking faces, I can tell they're very satisfied with my persistent endeavor.
Fuck, I'm so good at what I do that I really should consider charging people money for fucking them.
I buckled up my pants and walked out of the tent.
Lucian waited outside.
"How long have you been here? I thought you were with that fucking gigolo." I stretched out my arms and said.
"I came here when she told you that you would die in a hole," Lucian shrugged.
I smirked and lowered my voice, "She's good. I like fucking her. You know she was like..."
"Luke, I don't want to know anything about it," Lucian said.
"Your morale is a bit low," I frowned. "You've been acting weird since this morning. What happened?"
"It's nothing. Gianna is coming in three days. I have to prepare for her arrival and, of course, the baby's arrival. You know, the pram, cot, and foam rubber sealing strips. It's just not as easy as I've expected."
"OK. I don't know whatever the fuck you've just said, but I know what you need right now," I grinned and said.
"No, Luke. I don't need whores. Please don't send them to my tent tonight. I have to patrol the camp and go to have an assuming bubble bath with Alpha Zackery." Lucian said.
"That fucking gigolo just don't know his fucking boundary," I became grumpy.
"He's a Lycan, Luke. The most trusty adviser and stepbrother to His Majesty the King. He owns everything in this Kingdom, including me, which means there isn't supposed to be any boundary between him and me," Lucian said in a monotone voice.
"What happened to you in that fucking royal academy, anyway?" I asked. "You've never talked about it. But that fucking gigolo has that shit-eating look on his face whenever he talks about it. It seems he really wants me to know that he has been through the fucking brainwashing education that I have never had. Or he's just trying to show off that he knows you longer than I do, that he's closer to you than I am. Fuck, Lucian! You like me instead of him, don't you? Tell me that you like me better than anyone else right now! I want to hear it!"
Lucian looked at me and said, "Luke, you know you're my favorite person in the world. You don't have to be paranoid about Zackery. He's just being sentimental when he meets me because I remind him of the old days. You have to understand that there aren't a lot of people left who can remind Zackery of the old days. They have almost all been eliminated. The only reason I'm still here with you is that I left their world a long time ago. I have never talked about it because you know how I feel about the world they're living in. But for Zackery, it's different. We were very young at that time while we were studying in the Academy and those days probably were the best time of his life."
"How could that be the best time of his life?! He was reciting fucking Guillaume at that time! What fun is that?!" I scorned.
"Yes, he was studying in the Royal Academy while you were hanging around in the brothels. Both of you were learning about the world. Now, both of you sit at the same table and work together. That's the only thing that matters, Luke," Lucian said.
"Fuck Guillaume. There's nothing his books can teach me that I can't learn from a fat-ass whore in Juicy Lou," I said.
Lucian looked at me and said, "Luke, please don't say anything like that ever again. People in the South are very sensitive, and they intend to overreact when Guillaume's Principles are slandered."
"Fuck Guillaume and his fucking principles. Anyway, I've done enough argument for today. Now, I have to do something to prevent that fucking gigolo from changing my Beta into his fucking male whore. I want you to tell him that you're going to take his brother to the Moonlight Cave Shrine tonight. Tell him the moonlight in the shrine is like magic powder and it will heal his brother's wounds and shit like that. So no fucking bubble bath for tonight, you've heard me?!"
Lucian sighed and nodded.
"How's his deadbeat brother anyway? The one who looks like a fucking tumor. What's his name again?" I asked.
"Beta Zabel was still recovering from the rogue's attack on his way to our camp. Zackery's physician has been working on him all the time," Lucian replied.
"Doctor Jafar's great. Fuck. If my father had had a physician like him, he wouldn't have limped during the last leg of his life. I want him to be well taken care of. Have you taken care of him?"
"He's a very approachable and easy-going person. All he needs is a tent and some air to breathe," Lucian replied.
"It just occurs to me that every Alpha has a fucking Shaman doctor following them around. They're like their fucking accessories. I wonder why I don't have one."
"You've killed them whenever they tell you that you should consume less alcohol, Luke. But anyway, now you've got Miss Louisa," Lucian said.
"I need a real doctor! Not a fucking witch!" I argued.
Lucian shrugged and said, "According to Doctor Jafar, Miss Louisa's very talented in medicine. He has even invited her to join the Royal Medical Academy."
"What the f...?" I flipped shit. "Fuck Jafar Sadiq. Fucking pimp! I take people away from him! Not the other way around! Nobody takes that fucking she-wolf away from me! I'll fucking chain her up to my bed and I'll..."
"Luke, you won't do anything like that. The only time she ran away from you was the time you asked me to chain her up."
"She's going to run away from me with that fucking green-eyed doctor!" I roared.
Lucian tried to calm me down by patting my shoulder, "Luke, you beat her into a milkshake yesterday. She didn't leave you. You humiliated her in front of other women today, and she ended up having sex with you. You've been an asshole to her ever since she met you for the first time, and the worst thing she did to you was ask for your apology in public and say things like you would die alone in a hole. She killed those assassins because she thought you were in danger. She hurt that warlock because she thought he wanted to kill you. Can't you see that warlock was like a brother to her? Is there anything else she can do to prove her loyalty to you? She certainly won't leave you for some Shaman doctor. No one will take her away from you. She will stay with you as long as you want, and you're the only one who's able to cast her away."