Flynn, Joyee - A Zane Po' Boy [The O'Hagan Way 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free Page B

spoke again.
    “You both look very different,” she gasped, eyeing us over intently with her kelly-green eyes. “I remember you being much smaller.” She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and adjusted the folds of her silver dress a bit before resting her hands in her lap and returning her gaze back to us.
    “Everyone handles grief and rejection differently,” Brian mumbled with a shrug. “Zane might have stopped eating and drinking blood, losing all that weight. We went the other way, working out like crazy to try and distract us from the pain.”
    It was true. We both put on at least thirty pounds of muscle. We were about five ten and had gone from slim one seventy to more meaty and toned two hundred pounds.
    “You really never got what he was trying to say,” she said in a softer, more understanding tone.
    “We thought he just wanted us for sex and we not be good enough to keep,” I whispered, rubbing me eyes roughly when they started to burn. I would not break down right now when me mate was suffering. “We might have flown off the handle, but not all this can be deemed as our fault.”
    “No, you’re right,” she sighed. “Zane could have run after you and made you listen to what he was trying to say. I’ve learned a lot about him these past few months, and I understand why he didn’t, but I just want to throttle you all. This could all have been so much easier.”
    “Ya understand what about him?” Brian asked, and I was curious, too.
    “It’s not my story to tell.” She gave us an apologetic look filled with sadness. “But your mate has had a hard life full of rejection. That’s all I can say without betraying his confidence.”
    “That’s fair. Thank ya for being there for our mate when we not be,” I said quietly.
    “It’s not been easy,” Desmond admitted, shaking his head. “We threw a party a few months after you left, to celebrate Elena winning the Council seat. Zane got drunker than I’ve ever seen anyone be while still being able to stand. He didn’t behave very well.”
    “More specifically, he asked if I would be okay if one of our remaining single sons took him as a sex slave.” Elena winced when we gasped. “He said his mates didn’t want him, but my son’s mates seemed so happy that maybe one of the other single three could just keep him until they found their mate.”
    “Oh dear lord,” I groaned. The situation was even worse than I thought. It never crossed me mind that our mate might need to mend fences with other people than Isaac and Rory for the way he’d been treating them. Zane didn’t have an easy road ahead of him. But we’d be there every step of the way…if he’d let us. And that was a really big if .

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    Brian

    The whole situation was out of control, and I doubted Zane would ever forgive us. From everything we’d heard about him, Zane was a good man. For him to go so off the farm and act like we saw at the warrior compound, and now what Elena told us. Well, me heart just hurt.
    “So what be the plan?” I asked quietly, hoping I was man enough to hold it together long enough to help Zane.
    “I’m going to go in and check on him as the warrior doctor and inject him with a sedative,” Riley explained as he held up a wicked-looking gun with a needle on the end. “Micah’s going to help Isaac get Zane out of the compound and to the Dragos estate while he’s unconscious.”
    Desmond nodded and then took over the plan. “The letter I wrote told the warrior coordinator who handles assignments that Isaac would be in Greece for six weeks working on a security check. That’s all the time I could get you without raising too many questions.”
    “So we basically have six weeks to get through to him and get him back on the path to mending and being his old self. Best-case scenario, forgiving you guys as well and realizing he has something to live for. Hell, live happily ever after, too.” Isaac hugged Rory, not sounding as if he had much