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“Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want it, and we’ll never talk about it again.”
Michael’s throat moved.
The silence stretched.
Anthony’s phone broke it again.
“You should answer that,” Michael said, stepping away.
“Michael—”
“Tell your brother I needed to leave because of an emergency,” Michael said, without looking at him, and then he was gone.
Anthony swore under his breath, barely resisting the urge to run after him and force him to see reason.
No.
He couldn’t pressure him like that. Not about this.
It had to be Michael’s decision. He would respect it, no matter what it was.
Would you?a nasty little voice said at the back of his head.You promised you’d stay away from him if he recovered after his transformation, and yet you were back to fucking him a few days later.
Anthony’s jaw clenched, loathing churning in his gut. The truth was, he couldn’t trust himself when it came to Michael. Every promise, every good intention burned away the moment he laid eyes on him.
He looked at him andwanted.
Chapter 25
Michael sipped his drink, staring at his desk without really seeing it.
A knock on the door made him flinch.
It was his mother.
“Can I come in, darling?” she said, her gaze flicking to the bottle in his hand. “Unless this is a bad time?”
Michael shrugged. Some distraction would probably do him good. He was thoroughly sick of his own thoughts.
His mother took the seat across his desk and studied him with those dark, all-knowing eyes. What was it about mothers that made one feel like a child, no matter how old one was?
“I wanted to ask if you happened to have chosen an omega to court, but judging by your mood, the answer is no,” she said, her tone dry.
Michael suppressed a sigh. He opened his mouth to tell her his usual excuses but found himself unable to say anything. Unable to lie.
Fuck, he was so sick of this.
Why should he be forced to do something he didn’t want to do? Even marrying an omega who preferred omegas, as Hugh had suggested, didn’t feel right to him. He wasn’t attracted toomegas anymore. The mere thought of having sex with one made him feel queasy, as if it was something incestuous.
He wanted his alpha.
“What if...” Michael swallowed. “What if I’m not what you thought I was? What if I’m not the son you birthed?”
She blinked slowly, looking bewildered. “What do you mean, Michael? Of course you’re my son. It’s natural for people to change as they grow and become adults. You’re still my son.” She paused. “Unless you’re saying you don’t feel like a man? That would be fine, too, obviously. Plenty of alphas change their genders from male to female.”
She was so close and yet so far off.
Changing his gender really wouldn’t make people blink. It happened often enough. Most female alphas in society were actually transgender. Born female alphas were very rare—the alpha gene usually manifested in those who were physically strongest, and males tended to be physically stronger in their species.
