Chapter 216: The welcome I deserve

Lucas’s POV

I whistle a jolly tune as we finally drive into the Stiles home. Roman is pale as fuck. The poor guy has been throwing up all through the ride and I’m starting to feel sorry for him. He’s one retch away from bringing his intestine out of his mouth.

"Alright, Ken. We’re home" I say with too much brightness for how sick and tired I actually feel.

"My name is Roman" he says as he climbs out of the car. He leans against the door for a few seconds while I give him my infamous ’do you think I’m stupid’ stare. "My name is Roman" I repeat his words in a mocking tone.

The alpha pushes himself off the car. He tries to take a step towards the house, but he’s shaking like a newborn deer, so I move my body before he ends up kissing the floor. I need to maintain that good look for him.

It’s not really fun to think of kissing a person whose face has been bashed in.

"Hold on to me" I mutter and he groans. That sound is the telltale sign of when he’s about to throw up.

"Hey, you better hold it in. If you throw up all your internal organs, I will walk away like I’ve never seen you a day in my life" I complain and he hums, forcing himself to hold back the urge to vomit.

I’m not good at taking care of people, but this guy is making me do all sorts of shit. Oh, the things we do for a crush.

We climb up the stairs, and the front door is pushed open by the dead Governor’s wife who cups her mouth. She cries out before running forward with her arms open. She hugs her son tightly while I stand there awkwardly.

"My baby! Oh my baby!" she cries.

I hope she’s not in on the work her husband does for a living, if she is, that would be messed up as hell. You shouldn’t mourn the kidnap of your grown-ass alpha son while your husband actually kidnaps young omegas for money.

"Mom" Roman’s voice comes out muffled and choked up. Oh goodie. Emotions. I’m not so good with them, so I shove my hands into my pocket and look the other way.

"I knew they were lying about you. I didn’t believe a word they said. I knew you’d never kidnap Noah! Your father didn’t train you that way" his mom sobs and I accidently whistle too loudly.

Oh fuck.

"Who is this?" she asks Roman in horror and my face becomes the picture of innocence. "Don’t mind me, I’m just passing by" I wave my hand and pass by them...I go past them by going into their house uninvited.

"Roman! Quick, someone call the police!"

"Mom, please. He’s a friend and he saved me" I hear Roman telling his mom in a soft voice and she starts to sob again. I give myself the welcome I deserve by going to their fridge and pulling out a can of beer.

"Beer in a Governor’s fridge? well damn" I say and open it to take a sip. I take things further by going up the stairs and touching everything with my gloved hand. I run into a worker who looks like she’s about to faint.

"I’m not hurting you. Can you please show me Roman’s room?" I smile politely at her, and she points a shaky hand in the direction of a door.

"Thank you, you’re a doll" I say before strolling to the room. The second I open it; I’m hit by the smell of Roman’s pheromones. He smells nice for an alpha I should hate.

I walk further in and I’m greeted with the sight of two pictures. One is of Roman in a graduation outfit, and the other is of Roman sitting side by side with Noah. They look sixteen.

Roman is making a bunny ear sign behind Noah’s head, and Noah is smiling brightly. They are two good looking blondes.

Why do I feel...jealous?

"Fuck" I whisper.

This crush thing is a joke. It’s not like I really like Roman, it’s just a stupid joke, plus I’m an alpha who is castrated. No one wants all that.

"Who let you in here?" Roman’s voice startles me and I straighten up. He’s with his sobby mother and I groan. These types of pearl wearing women bother me, it’s not because she’s mean, but I have a bad history with my former governor’s wife.

"I came in by myself and I’m off to sleep" I say with a fake yawn.

"Oh Roman, let me call the police" his mother cries out again and I groan again. She’s really pissing me off. I move to the bathroom and take over the space. I wash up with Roman things, brush my teeth with the extra toothbrush, and finally wrap his towel around my waist.

"Roman? I need your clothes" I yell without care of his mother’s presence. I need her to get bothered about my relationship with her son.

"Roman? Ken?" I call out. When I get no response, I finally leave the bathroom and return to the room. It’s empty. "That guy better not betray us" I say under my breath.

I walk out of the room and go down the hallway with careful steps. I find the mother and son in the empty dining area. She’s treating his face, so I calm down.

Roman won’t throw up that much only to end up betraying us...right?

"Your father’s burial was awfully sad" Mrs. Stiles says, sniffling as she cleans up the blood on her son’s face. "Everyone cried. You know Roger was such a good man" she says.

"I’m sorry mom" Roman whispers.

"Why would you kidnap Noah, he was made to be yours after all, wasn’t he?"

"I wasn’t in the right state of mind" Roman says and I nod in approval even though they can’t see me. He’s playing the role we fixed up for him.

"Your father’s business partners are..." Mrs. Stiles stops talking and I frown. My view of the dining room is limited. I strain my ear to figure out what’s going on, but I don’t need to wait for so long. I hear the voice of the person in the room.

"Roman..." a familiar male voice says and I freeze.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Julian is here. I pat my pocket to get my phone, but remember I’m in a towel, not my pants.

"Hello...sir?" Roman says in confusion.

"What do you mean hello sir? This is your father’s business partner. Ha ha" Goldsmith’s voice says and Roman laughs along with them; it’s a fake one...or rather, I hope it’s a fake one.

"Welcome back home, clean up and let’s talk like men. Remember the deal we had? Yes, it’s time to finish it up" Goldsmith says and my heart drops.

Roman has a fucking deal with Goldsmith and he didn’t mention any of it?!