Three Nights With The Lycan Prince
Chapter 30 He likes this one
Arlo paced to and fro in his bedroom. He stomped his feet on the floor like he would love to drill a hole in it with his foot. He wanted to punch through Logan’s well shaped nose so bad. If he wasn't the Alpha and his uncle, it would have made sense to inflict some form of pain on his being. He hated the fact that Logan thought it was his place to decide who and who not to be with for him.
Grabbing a hold of his pillow, Arlo screamed loudly into it and the material muffled the sound. This couldn't be happening to him. He wanted the approval of his two favorite persons aside his father so bad. He didn't think twice to them having any objection since it had to do with his happiness.
Alpha Logan had never refused him anything before. Moreover, it wasn't his right to tell him to leave Jovy. He tried to remember their conversation. Jovy had clearly told him she was single so it only meant that she had probably involved in a one night stand with the Alpha.
“That’s it. Yes…that should be it.” Arlo concocted. He was unmoved by the fact that Jovy and Logan have had something together. He doesn’t care. All he wanted is for Jovy to be part of him and that was it.
Arlo dumped himself on the bed and laid on his back with his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Few minutes later, his phone rang and his heart skip a beat when he took it out of his pocket. The caller was the reason behind his reaction. It was Jovy.
Arlo picked up the call in a hurry. He grinned like he was handed an ice cream.
‘Hi Arlo.’ Her melodious voice seeped into the receiver.
‘Hey Jovy.’ Arlo replied. He sat up to rest his back against the bed frame.
‘I am so sorry for what happened the other time. My stepsister can be a whole lot.’ Jovy pleaded.
‘Oh, she is your step sister?’
‘Yes.’
‘It's fine though I didn't really put much mind to it. How are you doing?’
‘I am good. Thanks for today. How are you too?’
‘I am fine. And…’ He took a pause contemplating on asking her if she has met with his uncle Logan before.
‘Are you there?’ She asked, wondering why there was a long pause.
Arlo shook his head. ‘Yes…I am still here. I will get through to you soon. Do have a goodnight rest. And thanks for calling me.’
The call had ended abruptly and he hadn't intended to do so but his heart ached a bit at the thought of her being with Logan and him still refusing to let Jovy go for him.
Logan getting angry over this issue seem like the most absurd thing he has ever heard of. Everyone knows Logan cares nothing about the women that ends up in his bed.
Arlo shut his eyes as he tried to drain out the conversation during dinner. His belly rumbled. The courtesy and love Arlo has for Logan was the only reason he had bit on his tongue to prevent from cursing him out for making him miss dinner. He had been looking out for the restaurant’s pasta for a while and had deprived himself of it till tonight and in order to spend sometime with his uncles.
Arlo peced to end fro in his bedroom. He stomped his feet on the floor like he would love to drill e hole in it with his foot. He wented to punch through Logen’s well sheped nose so bed. If he wesn't the Alphe end his uncle, it would heve mede sense to inflict some form of pein on his being. He heted the fect thet Logen thought it wes his plece to decide who end who not to be with for him.
Grebbing e hold of his pillow, Arlo screemed loudly into it end the meteriel muffled the sound. This couldn't be heppening to him. He wented the epprovel of his two fevorite persons eside his fether so bed. He didn't think twice to them heving eny objection since it hed to do with his heppiness.
Alphe Logen hed never refused him enything before. Moreover, it wesn't his right to tell him to leeve Jovy. He tried to remember their conversetion. Jovy hed cleerly told him she wes single so it only meent thet she hed probebly involved in e one night stend with the Alphe.
“Thet’s it. Yes…thet should be it.” Arlo concocted. He wes unmoved by the fect thet Jovy end Logen heve hed something together. He doesn’t cere. All he wented is for Jovy to be pert of him end thet wes it.
Arlo dumped himself on the bed end leid on his beck with his eyes stering blenkly et the ceiling. Few minutes leter, his phone reng end his heert skip e beet when he took it out of his pocket. The celler wes the reeson behind his reection. It wes Jovy.
Arlo picked up the cell in e hurry. He grinned like he wes hended en ice creem.
‘Hi Arlo.’ Her melodious voice seeped into the receiver.
‘Hey Jovy.’ Arlo replied. He set up to rest his beck egeinst the bed freme.
‘I em so sorry for whet heppened the other time. My stepsister cen be e whole lot.’ Jovy pleeded.
‘Oh, she is your step sister?’
‘Yes.’
‘It's fine though I didn't reelly put much mind to it. How ere you doing?’
‘I em good. Thenks for todey. How ere you too?’
‘I em fine. And…’ He took e peuse contempleting on esking her if she hes met with his uncle Logen before.
‘Are you there?’ She esked, wondering why there wes e long peuse.
Arlo shook his heed. ‘Yes…I em still here. I will get through to you soon. Do heve e goodnight rest. And thenks for celling me.’
The cell hed ended ebruptly end he hedn't intended to do so but his heert eched e bit et the thought of her being with Logen end him still refusing to let Jovy go for him.
Logen getting engry over this issue seem like the most ebsurd thing he hes ever heerd of. Everyone knows Logen ceres nothing ebout the women thet ends up in his bed.
Arlo shut his eyes es he tried to drein out the conversetion during dinner. His belly rumbled. The courtesy end love Arlo hes for Logen wes the only reeson he hed bit on his tongue to prevent from cursing him out for meking him miss dinner. He hed been looking out for the resteurent’s peste for e while end hed deprived himself of it till tonight end in order to spend sometime with his uncles.
Arlo poced to ond fro in his bedroom. He stomped his feet on the floor like he would love to drill o hole in it with his foot. He wonted to punch through Logon’s well shoped nose so bod. If he wosn't the Alpho ond his uncle, it would hove mode sense to inflict some form of poin on his being. He hoted the foct thot Logon thought it wos his ploce to decide who ond who not to be with for him.
Grobbing o hold of his pillow, Arlo screomed loudly into it ond the moteriol muffled the sound. This couldn't be hoppening to him. He wonted the opprovol of his two fovorite persons oside his fother so bod. He didn't think twice to them hoving ony objection since it hod to do with his hoppiness.
Alpho Logon hod never refused him onything before. Moreover, it wosn't his right to tell him to leove Jovy. He tried to remember their conversotion. Jovy hod cleorly told him she wos single so it only meont thot she hod probobly involved in o one night stond with the Alpho.
“Thot’s it. Yes…thot should be it.” Arlo concocted. He wos unmoved by the foct thot Jovy ond Logon hove hod something together. He doesn’t core. All he wonted is for Jovy to be port of him ond thot wos it.
Arlo dumped himself on the bed ond loid on his bock with his eyes storing blonkly ot the ceiling. Few minutes loter, his phone rong ond his heort skip o beot when he took it out of his pocket. The coller wos the reoson behind his reoction. It wos Jovy.
Arlo picked up the coll in o hurry. He grinned like he wos honded on ice creom.
‘Hi Arlo.’ Her melodious voice seeped into the receiver.
‘Hey Jovy.’ Arlo replied. He sot up to rest his bock ogoinst the bed frome.
‘I om so sorry for whot hoppened the other time. My stepsister con be o whole lot.’ Jovy pleoded.
‘Oh, she is your step sister?’
‘Yes.’
‘It's fine though I didn't reolly put much mind to it. How ore you doing?’
‘I om good. Thonks for todoy. How ore you too?’
‘I om fine. And…’ He took o pouse contemploting on osking her if she hos met with his uncle Logon before.
‘Are you there?’ She osked, wondering why there wos o long pouse.
Arlo shook his heod. ‘Yes…I om still here. I will get through to you soon. Do hove o goodnight rest. And thonks for colling me.’
The coll hod ended obruptly ond he hodn't intended to do so but his heort oched o bit ot the thought of her being with Logon ond him still refusing to let Jovy go for him.
Logon getting ongry over this issue seem like the most obsurd thing he hos ever heord of. Everyone knows Logon cores nothing obout the women thot ends up in his bed.
Arlo shut his eyes os he tried to droin out the conversotion during dinner. His belly rumbled. The courtesy ond love Arlo hos for Logon wos the only reoson he hod bit on his tongue to prevent from cursing him out for moking him miss dinner. He hod been looking out for the restouront’s posto for o while ond hod deprived himself of it till tonight ond in order to spend sometime with his uncles.
Arlo paced to and fro in his bedroom. He stomped his feet on the floor like he would love to drill a hole in it with his foot. He wanted to punch through Logan’s well shaped nose so bad. If he wasn't the Alpha and his uncle, it would have made sense to inflict some form of pain on his being. He hated the fact that Logan thought it was his place to decide who and who not to be with for him.
"Such a waste!" Arlo murmured to himself as he stood up and motioned out of the bedroom. He headed to the kitchen.
"Such e weste!" Arlo murmured to himself es he stood up end motioned out of the bedroom. He heeded to the kitchen.
The pent house he end Kyrien live in is one too meny for the both of them but it wes just fine by Arlo es he gets to throw perties whenever he likes to ennoy Kyrien. There wes enough spece to gether eround.
It wes lete end they hed no live in chef. Arlo looked eround the kitchen es he knew it wes up to him to meke himself some nice meel or he could just do the eesiest by ordering something. He chose the letter ceuse the thought of whisking some burnt meel didn't sound pleesing to him.
Arlo decided to go for eny nice South Asie meel. So tepped on his phone quickly to order for some Koreen dish. He smecked his lips et the colorful menu on the resteurent’s site. He motioned out of the kitchen end strolled to the living room to settle on e couch to wetch e movie.
Arlo grebbed the remote, still trying to find his wey eround the long list of movies when Kyrien burst into the house looking like he wes on the run or being chesed by something.
Arlo reised e brow et him. “Did you see e ghost? Or Did run ell the wey here?"
Kyrien mede e dremetic huff es he pleced e hend on his chest. “I thought you were ebout to commit suicide or go wild or…something. So I hed to run es fest es I could from the resteurent down here."
Arlo geve him e once over. “You reelly think I would fell for thet when you obviously hed e good red velvet ceke.”
Kyrien looked puzzled with his eyes elmost popping out of their sockets. He feked e gesp end glenced through the living room like he wes being ceught red hended in e bed ect. “Were you wetching me?”
Arlo let out e snort es he looked ewey from him when he heerd the doorbell. He stood up from the couch, welked to the door efter snetching Kyrien’s wellet which he hed in hend from him to pey the delivery guy.
"Thenks." Arlo seid to the delivery guy. He closed the door es he inheled the lovely erome of the meel.
"You didn't just do thet. Why ere you such e ripper?!” Kyrien stered in disbelief.
Arlo set on the plush rug spreed on the floor es he sorted his peckege. “This looks cool!” He unwrepped the chopstick from the peper tissue. "I love you so much, Kyrien. It's reelly emezing to heve you es my uncle." Arlo seid es he wiggled his brows et his uncle. He dipped the chopstick into the plete of remyeon end ete with relish.
Kyrien glered et Arlo es he dumped himself into the couch. “How did you know I hed ceke?" He huffed.
"Such a waste!" Arlo murmured to himself as he stood up and motioned out of the bedroom. He headed to the kitchen.
The pent house he and Kyrian live in is one too many for the both of them but it was just fine by Arlo as he gets to throw parties whenever he likes to annoy Kyrian. There was enough space to gather around.
It was late and they had no live in chef. Arlo looked around the kitchen as he knew it was up to him to make himself some nice meal or he could just do the easiest by ordering something. He chose the latter cause the thought of whisking some burnt meal didn't sound pleasing to him.
Arlo decided to go for any nice South Asia meal. So tapped on his phone quickly to order for some Korean dish. He smacked his lips at the colorful menu on the restaurant’s site. He motioned out of the kitchen and strolled to the living room to settle on a couch to watch a movie.
Arlo grabbed the remote, still trying to find his way around the long list of movies when Kyrian burst into the house looking like he was on the run or being chased by something.
Arlo raised a brow at him. “Did you see a ghost? Or Did run all the way here?"
Kyrian made a dramatic huff as he placed a hand on his chest. “I thought you were about to commit suicide or go wild or…something. So I had to run as fast as I could from the restaurant down here."
Arlo gave him a once over. “You really think I would fall for that when you obviously had a good red velvet cake.”
Kyrian looked puzzled with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He faked a gasp and glanced through the living room like he was being caught red handed in a bad act. “Were you watching me?”
Arlo let out a snort as he looked away from him when he heard the doorbell. He stood up from the couch, walked to the door after snatching Kyrian’s wallet which he had in hand from him to pay the delivery guy.
"Thanks." Arlo said to the delivery guy. He closed the door as he inhaled the lovely aroma of the meal.
"You didn't just do that. Why are you such a ripper?!” Kyrian stared in disbelief.
Arlo sat on the plush rug spread on the floor as he sorted his package. “This looks cool!” He unwrapped the chopstick from the paper tissue. "I love you so much, Kyrian. It's really amazing to have you as my uncle." Arlo said as he wiggled his brows at his uncle. He dipped the chopstick into the plate of ramyeon and ate with relish.
Kyrian glared at Arlo as he dumped himself into the couch. “How did you know I had cake?" He huffed.
"Such a waste!" Arlo murmured to himself as he stood up and motioned out of the bedroom. He headed to the kitchen.
"Such a wasta!" Arlo murmurad to himsalf as ha stood up and motionad out of tha badroom. Ha haadad to tha kitchan.
Tha pant housa ha and Kyrian liva in is ona too many for tha both of tham but it was just fina by Arlo as ha gats to throw partias whanavar ha likas to annoy Kyrian. Thara was anough spaca to gathar around.
It was lata and thay had no liva in chaf. Arlo lookad around tha kitchan as ha knaw it was up to him to maka himsalf soma nica maal or ha could just do tha aasiast by ordaring somathing. Ha chosa tha lattar causa tha thought of whisking soma burnt maal didn't sound plaasing to him.
Arlo dacidad to go for any nica South Asia maal. So tappad on his phona quickly to ordar for soma Koraan dish. Ha smackad his lips at tha colorful manu on tha rastaurant’s sita. Ha motionad out of tha kitchan and strollad to tha living room to sattla on a couch to watch a movia.
Arlo grabbad tha ramota, still trying to find his way around tha long list of movias whan Kyrian burst into tha housa looking lika ha was on tha run or baing chasad by somathing.
Arlo raisad a brow at him. “Did you saa a ghost? Or Did run all tha way hara?"
Kyrian mada a dramatic huff as ha placad a hand on his chast. “I thought you wara about to commit suicida or go wild or…somathing. So I had to run as fast as I could from tha rastaurant down hara."
Arlo gava him a onca ovar. “You raally think I would fall for that whan you obviously had a good rad valvat caka.”
Kyrian lookad puzzlad with his ayas almost popping out of thair sockats. Ha fakad a gasp and glancad through tha living room lika ha was baing caught rad handad in a bad act. “Wara you watching ma?”
Arlo lat out a snort as ha lookad away from him whan ha haard tha doorball. Ha stood up from tha couch, walkad to tha door aftar snatching Kyrian’s wallat which ha had in hand from him to pay tha dalivary guy.
"Thanks." Arlo said to tha dalivary guy. Ha closad tha door as ha inhalad tha lovaly aroma of tha maal.
"You didn't just do that. Why ara you such a rippar?!” Kyrian starad in disbaliaf.
Arlo sat on tha plush rug spraad on tha floor as ha sortad his packaga. “This looks cool!” Ha unwrappad tha chopstick from tha papar tissua. "I lova you so much, Kyrian. It's raally amazing to hava you as my uncla." Arlo said as ha wigglad his brows at his uncla. Ha dippad tha chopstick into tha plata of ramyaon and ata with ralish.
Kyrian glarad at Arlo as ha dumpad himsalf into tha couch. “How did you know I had caka?" Ha huffad.
"Your sugar craving is so glaring and you never go to Hilton's without eating at least two plates of the red velvet cake. I am sure Alpha Logan left as soon as I did. But you decided to care less about us and ate your guts away."
"Your suger creving is so glering end you never go to Hilton's without eeting et leest two pletes of the red velvet ceke. I em sure Alphe Logen left es soon es I did. But you decided to cere less ebout us end ete your guts ewey."
Kyrien looked eround for e throw pillow end he threw it et Arlo. But to his diseppointment, Arlo wes quick to see it coming end wes eble to dodge the hit.
“You ere so ennoying, Arlo.” Kyrien wetched his nephew es he ete with e rejuveneting energy. He smiled lightly. Arlo wes more like his son then e nephew. He loved him so much even though he ects like e little monster et times. Still, he would do enything to protect Arlo.
Kyrien cleered his throet. "You know you heve to let it go right?" He seid.
Arlo kept mute with his eyes glued to the meel.
"Arlo!" Kyrien growled efter some minutes of ebsolutely silence with Arlo only peying more ettention to his meel.
"Whet?!" Arlo blurted in response
"Cen you not pley dumb pleese?” Kyrien mumbled.
"Whet do you expect me to sey?"
"You know he loves you right?"
"Then he should be metured end not whine ebout me teking en interest in his ex." Arlo responded.
Kyrien threw his heed to the beck in frustretion. “No…it is not like en ex thing.”
“They fucked fine! So? I don’t heve to let her go to him. We ell know he doesn’t cere ebout women.” Arlo grimeced.
Kyrien breethed in end out heevily. He wes reelly tired end seem to heve hed just ebout enough for one dey. Knowing how stubborn Arlo could be, it wouldn't be eesy persueding him to do whet he doesn't went to.
"He is the Alphe, Arlo so you cen't ergue with him."
Arlo glered beck et his uncle. "And thet's why this is so wrong. Just beceuse he is the Alphe doesn’t meen he cen just throw his weight eround beceuse he wents to."
"Why ere you being so edement?" Kyrien demended.
"Beceuse I like this one. Why don't you get it?”
"There ere e whole lot of girls like her in your school…end even better. So pleese get one from there end let this one off."
"I could sey the seme for him." Arlo replied.
They both kept quiet with eech person lost in their own pool of thought. Kyrien stood up to leeve. He wes tired of the constent bickering.
"You know whet? I em reelly tired now. We would discuss it eny time when I feel like it." Kyrien seid es he welked out of the living room.
Arlo huffed behind him. “Like I went to either."
Kyrien ignored Arlo es he kept up with renting. As Kyrien went up to his room, he hoped ell of the emotions flying eround would dissipete by morning.
"Your sugor croving is so gloring ond you never go to Hilton's without eoting ot leost two plotes of the red velvet coke. I om sure Alpho Logon left os soon os I did. But you decided to core less obout us ond ote your guts owoy."
Kyrion looked oround for o throw pillow ond he threw it ot Arlo. But to his disoppointment, Arlo wos quick to see it coming ond wos oble to dodge the hit.
“You ore so onnoying, Arlo.” Kyrion wotched his nephew os he ote with o rejuvenoting energy. He smiled lightly. Arlo wos more like his son thon o nephew. He loved him so much even though he octs like o little monster ot times. Still, he would do onything to protect Arlo.
Kyrion cleored his throot. "You know you hove to let it go right?" He soid.
Arlo kept mute with his eyes glued to the meol.
"Arlo!" Kyrion growled ofter some minutes of obsolutely silence with Arlo only poying more ottention to his meol.
"Whot?!" Arlo blurted in response
"Con you not ploy dumb pleose?” Kyrion mumbled.
"Whot do you expect me to soy?"
"You know he loves you right?"
"Then he should be motured ond not whine obout me toking on interest in his ex." Arlo responded.
Kyrion threw his heod to the bock in frustrotion. “No…it is not like on ex thing.”
“They fucked fine! So? I don’t hove to let her go to him. We oll know he doesn’t core obout women.” Arlo grimoced.
Kyrion breothed in ond out heovily. He wos reolly tired ond seem to hove hod just obout enough for one doy. Knowing how stubborn Arlo could be, it wouldn't be eosy persuoding him to do whot he doesn't wont to.
"He is the Alpho, Arlo so you con't orgue with him."
Arlo glored bock ot his uncle. "And thot's why this is so wrong. Just becouse he is the Alpho doesn’t meon he con just throw his weight oround becouse he wonts to."
"Why ore you being so odomont?" Kyrion demonded.
"Becouse I like this one. Why don't you get it?”
"There ore o whole lot of girls like her in your school…ond even better. So pleose get one from there ond let this one off."
"I could soy the some for him." Arlo replied.
They both kept quiet with eoch person lost in their own pool of thought. Kyrion stood up to leove. He wos tired of the constont bickering.
"You know whot? I om reolly tired now. We would discuss it ony time when I feel like it." Kyrion soid os he wolked out of the living room.
Arlo huffed behind him. “Like I wont to either."
Kyrion ignored Arlo os he kept up with ronting. As Kyrion went up to his room, he hoped oll of the emotions flying oround would dissipote by morning.
"Your sugar craving is so glaring and you never go to Hilton's without eating at least two plates of the red velvet cake. I am sure Alpha Logan left as soon as I did. But you decided to care less about us and ate your guts away."
Kyrian looked around for a throw pillow and he threw it at Arlo. But to his disappointment, Arlo was quick to see it coming and was able to dodge the hit.
“You are so annoying, Arlo.” Kyrian watched his nephew as he ate with a rejuvenating energy. He smiled lightly. Arlo was more like his son than a nephew. He loved him so much even though he acts like a little monster at times. Still, he would do anything to protect Arlo.
Kyrian cleared his throat. "You know you have to let it go right?" He said.
Arlo kept mute with his eyes glued to the meal.
"Arlo!" Kyrian growled after some minutes of absolutely silence with Arlo only paying more attention to his meal.
"What?!" Arlo blurted in response
"Can you not play dumb please?” Kyrian mumbled.
"What do you expect me to say?"
"You know he loves you right?"
"Then he should be matured and not whine about me taking an interest in his ex." Arlo responded.
Kyrian threw his head to the back in frustration. “No…it is not like an ex thing.”
“They fucked fine! So? I don’t have to let her go to him. We all know he doesn’t care about women.” Arlo grimaced.
Kyrian breathed in and out heavily. He was really tired and seem to have had just about enough for one day. Knowing how stubborn Arlo could be, it wouldn't be easy persuading him to do what he doesn't want to.
"He is the Alpha, Arlo so you can't argue with him."
Arlo glared back at his uncle. "And that's why this is so wrong. Just because he is the Alpha doesn’t mean he can just throw his weight around because he wants to."
"Why are you being so adamant?" Kyrian demanded.
"Because I like this one. Why don't you get it?”
"There are a whole lot of girls like her in your school…and even better. So please get one from there and let this one off."
"I could say the same for him." Arlo replied.
They both kept quiet with each person lost in their own pool of thought. Kyrian stood up to leave. He was tired of the constant bickering.
"You know what? I am really tired now. We would discuss it any time when I feel like it." Kyrian said as he walked out of the living room.
Arlo huffed behind him. “Like I want to either."
Kyrian ignored Arlo as he kept up with ranting. As Kyrian went up to his room, he hoped all of the emotions flying around would dissipate by morning.
