I’d never let this stupid competition come between us.
If I can’t control my violence, if the worst happens, I’ll support Esteban. I won’t fight him.
Even so, my younger brother will also have to go through this dark phase with his lycan.
“Your Highness!” I hear his nanny shriek.
The poor woman, a bit overweight, comes running, sweating under her sumptuous dress.
I feel Esteban tense.
“Brother, say you called me,” he whispers, and I pull him back to look at his face.
The little bastard even smiles at me, the drama already forgotten.
“Your Royal Highness, forgive my negligence. Prince Esteban is bothering you...”
“My brother never bothers me,” I say, standing up and taking his small hand.
“Make sure you take good care of him, and above all, that he doesn’t hear what he shouldn’t.”
