ALPHA CYRUS - Fallen King

28. Drink, Dance, F*ck!

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"I'm going to eat this upstairs," Enzo said, getting up and picking up his plate. From behind him, Jaxon turned to his left where Cyrus had came into view.

"Who left claw ma?!—"Jaxon continued but was interrupted by Cyrus wrapping his arms around Jaxon's head in a headlock. I noticed that Cyrus' had changed into a black sweater.

"Do you ever shut up?" Cyrus chuckled, tightening his grip around Jaxon's neck.

"Enzo stay and watch me beat his ass!" Cyrus added, with Jaxon mumbling, struggling to get lose from Cyrus' grip.

"And here we go.." Enzo murmured to himself, walking over to the open doors separating the foyer and the kitchen.

"Beat who's ass?!" Jaxon chuckled, pushing Cyrus off. "You're lucky that you're the Alpha," Jaxon added, stepping away, lifting his arm, swinging at Cyrus.

Cyrus dodged instantly, using his other hand to punch Jaxon in the stomach. Jaxon stumbled backwards knocking Enzo slightly.

"Oh!" Jaxon groaned, clenching his stomach.

"Move," Enzo growled, stepping away from Jaxon. He still held the plate of food in his left hand.

Cyrus placed his arm on Enzo's right shoulder. "Madeline made that?"

"Yeah, I was in the middle of eating when I was interrupted—" Enzo said.

"Oh, come on mate, where are you going? Let's eat!" Cyrus interrupted, slapping Enzo on the back before making eye contact with me. Enzo let out a growl before turning around, following behind Cyrus.

"Hey beautiful," Cyrus said with a smile on his lips.

"Hey," I breathed out. He stepped closer, placing a quick kiss to my lips.

"I made you a plate," I turned but was interrupted by
Jaxon whom had quickly sped over, passing Cyrus. He placed himself on the kitchen top, almost knocking me over. His large greedy hands grabbed one of the plates I had prepared, picking up a fork and digging in.

"That wasn't for you!" I groaned, walking over to Jaxon. Cyrus took a seat on the kitchen stools, whilst Enzo sat on the other side of the kitchen isle.

"It didn't have anyone's name on it!" Jaxon defended, placing a mouthful into his big ass mouth.

"It was clearly for Cyrus!" I replied, picking up the other plate and placing it in front of Cyrus.

"No, you have that. I'll make myself another." Cyrus said standing up.

"No, don't bother. I don't have an appetite for some reason." I replied honestly, handing him a fork.

"I have a question," Jaxon said aloud, sitting so close to the sink that I thought he might fall in.

"Shoot," Cyrus replied, placing his fork into his food.

"How long will Darion be away?" Jaxon asked.

"It depends on Mr Macy. He's running MoonLight." Cyrus replied and Jaxon nodded.

"Why do you ask?" Enzo asked,

Bored. I was so bored and irritated with Enzo and his constant attitude.

There was still so much that I had to figure it. If it wasn't Pack business, it was figuring out why I had that odd hallucination of my sister. I also needed to decide on what to do with Lyrica and her family, as well as trying to find out what was going on with those rogues.

*We can't catch a break..* I sighed to my wolf.

She was oddly quiet tonight. Truth be told, we were both tired and under a lot of stress.