08-10-2019, 05:58 AM
The titan was lucky that Henrique would not be watching him so closesly during this party. It wasn't too hard to tell who were among the beasts, the carriers, and those were unaware. The spotting of a few men with obvious bumps all but confirmed his fears, there was absolutley no way Henrique was bluffing him. On the other hand, he did say it was fine to drink so that's exactly what he planned to do to get his mind off this ordeal and being cheated on.
And after only a couple shots, Ivan was hammered and killing it on the dance floor yet again much like the previous night, and while he attracted the attention of a few people, no one dared to make a move on him this time thanks to the visible mark left on his arm. Word had already gotten around that Henrique had claimed an engaged male, and no one dared tried to risk pissing him off. At the very least, Ivan forgot about his sorrows for at least a few minutes.
That left Brad sitting at a table, solo and clicking away at his phone. He would let Jaxon be for a while and leave him for his work, understanding of his situation and wanting to give him some time alone much like how his previous mate did for him when he was on this same yacht a couple years back. Every now and then he'd notice a few people leer at him.
"I can't believe you'd have the gall to curse another another mate! Isn't there enough blood on your hands?" A middle aged woman said to the outcast before spitting on the table and leaving. It was obvious that people were not happy with Brad's catch, and without Ramonda to protect him, they were more than willing to lash out at the not as capable predator that Brad was. Even so, he hardly let it get to him anymore.
And after only a couple shots, Ivan was hammered and killing it on the dance floor yet again much like the previous night, and while he attracted the attention of a few people, no one dared to make a move on him this time thanks to the visible mark left on his arm. Word had already gotten around that Henrique had claimed an engaged male, and no one dared tried to risk pissing him off. At the very least, Ivan forgot about his sorrows for at least a few minutes.
That left Brad sitting at a table, solo and clicking away at his phone. He would let Jaxon be for a while and leave him for his work, understanding of his situation and wanting to give him some time alone much like how his previous mate did for him when he was on this same yacht a couple years back. Every now and then he'd notice a few people leer at him.
"I can't believe you'd have the gall to curse another another mate! Isn't there enough blood on your hands?" A middle aged woman said to the outcast before spitting on the table and leaving. It was obvious that people were not happy with Brad's catch, and without Ramonda to protect him, they were more than willing to lash out at the not as capable predator that Brad was. Even so, he hardly let it get to him anymore.