Epilogue

EPILOGUE

That night Nereida arrives from the mission by order of Elián, this comes as a surprise to him, at least a pleasant surprise and without a doubt it was a great relief for Fernando, night falls and that night Darío begs Cristel to sleep with Secundina since that night would be completely for his wife. And they certainly were that way for each other, thanks to the distance between their rooms they didn't hear each other's screams or the noise of the furniture breaking, it ends with him on top of her, the two of them look into each other's eyes, Darío has to look away, his eyes didn't turn yellow and his wolf howled for Secundina, he closed his eyes for a couple of seconds, he lets himself fall on top of Nereida, she puts her fingers in her husband's black hair which is already beginning to show a few gray hairs, Darío kisses one of her breasts, gives a little suction on the right nipple, goes up enough to kiss her lips, nods his head saying thanks, withdraws from her, takes his pack of cigarettes and goes out to his balcony.

• No, it bothers me to see you like this, I've always liked to appreciate your nakedness.

• You arrived quickly. — without stopping doing what he was doing—

• I am always available for you, no matter where I am.

—Thanks. Would you like it? —he offers his cigarette, and Darío accepts it without removing it from his fingers. He grasps Darío's fingers. Darío inserts his index finger a little. Daedalus sucks a little, imitating fellatio. —— mmm… don't go on. Can't you see how bad I am?

He lets go, crossing his arms somewhat annoyed.

• About that... you didn't call me to watch you fuck with your what? Ex-wife, wife or what are they?

• Couple again — points to his neck.

• So? I don't understand, your howl was helpful.

• And if I need it — he puts out his cigarette on the railing — you know where my office is, please wait for me.

• You beg for my help twice. Truly, Dario, I'm already worried about you.

• Wait for me, I promise to tell you everything. If you'll excuse me, I have to take care of my wife.

• I feel like the other one when you treat me like that — with annoyance in her tone of voice.

• Don't forget that if we are, if my memory serves me right, since I met you married to Ramses, that makes me your lover, I was the "other" me first.

—Hmph! I'll wait for you in your office. Please don't take long—she sees Darío's crotch, takes his member in her left hand, the younger one flinches—you'd better see me quickly.

He enters his bedroom, his wife is waiting for him on the broken bed, he goes with her, gives her a kiss, puts on his underwear, leaves the room, goes down the stairs, goes back to the kitchen to get wine and two glasses, goes to his office, Daedalus was lying on the armchair staring at the ceiling.

• I've never liked Baroque art, if you look at it closely it's somewhat gloomy.

• These are my wife's tastes, not mine.

• Since you've been with her, I know you like to pamper her.

Elian's passion

He sits down, makes space for the minor, and takes away a glass and the wine.

• Your beautiful company, wine, you didn't bother to dress... your problem is serious, I'm all ears.

He gulps down the first drink.

• He desires another woman.

• It's not that serious, you're not the first and you won't be the last, I don't see the problem.

• I do. —he rests his elbows on his thighs, rests his chin on his hands, the older man looks at his back still with the fresh scratches—at Secu.

He chokes on the drink

• Repeat the name, I didn't hear well.

• To Secundina Lycaon, wife of my king, my Alpha and my elder brother.

—No, he doesn't deserve it, he's your brother before he's your alpha and king...

"Please?" the vampire trails off. "Daedalus... my friend... I'm in love with my sister-in-law!" the blue-eyed man shakes his head, worried.

Behind the door, Darío hears everything, including Fernando's crying, and for the first time the Greek feels empathy for him. Darío continues listening to the conversation. Talio arrives at his side without saying a word. He crosses his arms and waits patiently for his father to stop spying. Darío notices Talio, clears his throat, and is the one who puts on his sunglasses. He leaves his position, ignoring his son, who follows his father, curious about what he just saw.

• Father, what was that?

• Nothing you should care about.
• Okay… Uncle hasn’t talked to my Aunt Secu.

• Secondary for you. No stupid seas.

• No, no, she gave me permission to tell Aunt Secu, not Secundina.

• I must go with your uncle, you must speak with my Secu.

• My Secu…My Darío…interesting nicknames for you two.

Now it's Darío who crosses his arms, fixes his black gaze on his son's blue one, and the father doesn't notice when his eyes change from black to yellow.

• That?

• Nothing — a malicious smile appeared on her face — I wonder if it is my cousin or my brother that “My aunt” is carrying in her belly.

Talio brought his right hand to his left cheek because of how hard Darío slapped him.

• Don't talk like that about your aunt or me again, whether you think she's a decent woman or not, not like the ones you're used to seeing, and she's your uncle's wife.

• And that's why I ask, she is the wife of your alpha, your king, but most importantly the wife of your older brother.