Chapter 27

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Kim "Ethan" Yong-saeng

There were so many things I needed to say, but I didn't even know where to start. What does the 'us' future even look like? I don't want to push or look clingy, but we need to talk.

Every time I want to start a conversation with Andrés, he distracts me with a kiss. Okay, maybe it's not a kiss; instead, it may turn into a full-on making-out session. Can you blame a guy?

Andrés planted a couple of quick kisses on my checks and went to get something to eat. Wait, what was I even talking about?

"I need you to stop that," Andrés said as he gave me a cup of orange juice, making sure to glide his finger over mine, giving me a calming effect, which I liked.

"Stop, what?" I asked him as I could only focus on where his finger was on my body. Ethan, you need to focus?!

"Whatever your pretty brain is thinking about right now," He responded to me with a chuckle. Oh, right, I should be concerned about something... but Andrés is right there next to me. Very distracting, I would say.

I tried to chug the orange juice and make some breakfast, but Andrés kept distracting me with his lips as he approached me. Who would ever say no to Andrés' lips? Not me, for sure. I welcome them with open hands. Wait, do I sound like a creep?

Who cares? I will never get tired of those juicy lips. I mean eye, yeah, that sounds better.

"Just feel me and don't think at all," He tells me as he plants small kisses around my ear and moves slowly to my throat. I moaned as a response and forgot all about breakfast or being in the middle of the kitchen.

"Is no one going to address the elephant in the room?" Greg asked as he stomped into the room to make sure everyone had heard his concerns.

"We are busy right now," I told him with a lazy smile as I shooed him away. I kept my hands busy, touching Andrés' waist and moving my neck to the side to give him more access.

"This is the third day you said that!" Shouts Greg to me as he throws his hand in the air with frustration. It's been three days? It can't be...Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. He was right; I must have lost track of time. Maybe just a little.

"What is the issue, Greg?" Asked Andrés as he pulled away from me but stayed close to me. I whined because our skin was not touching anymore.

"Are we not going to talk about the fact that no one has seen Alpha August in over seven days?" he said with concern and worry. His eyes were wide, and sigh a couple of times to get his point across.

"Or there was a green glowing man who "helped" Andrés wake up?" Greg made sure to emphasize his concerns with air quotes on helped.

"Or that they both left together?" He asked us, leaning in. I felt that Greg was about two seconds away from pulling out a whiteboard and a red marker.

"I didn't know that I would be so famous here," said the stranger, who was no longer glowing green. He looked out of place, like a beautiful painting with bright yellow eyes. He walked into the room in an oversized T-shirt and plain slacks, covered in Alpha August scent.

Oh, that makes sense. Everyone could smell it from a mile away.

Greg made his way to Alpha August's room, but the stranger stopped him in his tracks by putting his hand out and physically stopping Greg.

"You may want to wait a while. Aug has been very tired if you know what I mean," he said as he walked over to the counter and poured himself some coffee. Then, he sat down in one fell swoop.

"Ren, stop terrorizing the pack. I sense that some of them may faint," laughed Alpha August as he walked in without a shirt. He goes over to Ren and hands him a shirt.

"Put on a shirt; it's very distracting," Alpha said with a growl.

Ren rolled his eyes.

We all heard the baby cry in another room, and Greg left. Alpha August followed him out, and then there were three.

The awkward silence was noticeable.

"Well, this isn't awkward at all," said Ren, now fully clothed, as he pulled out his phone. He was, for sure, much older than us. I would be around the age of Alpha, so fifty-plus.

Ren got to be old old.

"Hey, Agu is thirty-nine, and I'm only thirty-eight," Ren responded to my comment. That's still old, I would say.

Wait...

I didn't say that out loud, did I?

"Nope, surprise! I can read minds," he tells me with a smirk. My eyes go wide. I had only heard of stories about people being mind readers. Wow!

"That's so cool!" I exclaimed as I moved closer to him.

"Does that mean you can--" I begin to ask, but Greg and Alpha return with the baby.

"Son, I need to talk with you now," he said while he carried the baby in his arms. That said, I noticed Andrés had not spoken in a while.

Andrés, Greg, Ren, Alpha, and I walked silently to the office. This was about to get even more awkward than before. We all sat down on the office couch. Greg almost fell down, and I tried not to laugh.

The key word here is tried. He punches me in the leg. It was still funny.

"Son, I will tell you what I know, and then you give me your opinion. Okay?" He asked as he handed the baby to Ren.

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