The Broken Angel & Her Overprotective Brothers Chapter 39
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The night was as dark as possible. The sky was deprived of the beauty that the shining moon and millions of stars filled it with every night.
Just like the dark sky, the high castle that was standing in a similar dark forest was also filled with darkness.
The usually shining towers were now filled with shadows and an ire silence that did not sit right with the normal appearance of the castle.
Inside one of those dozens of high towers, a series of stairs led to a small attic that was filled with both beautiful and heart shaking memories.
A handsome man who looked nothing like a normal mortal due to his immense features and powerful aura was sitting on the floor with his back resting against the sofa that was set in the center of the attic.
Empty wine bottles were scattered around the floor beside him as he continued drinking the soothing liquid that was doing exactly nothing to quench his anger and sorrow.
Yet, he still kept drinking more and more, wishing that he would finally pass out after getting drunk.
However, the worst part was that someone like him couldn't get drunk with a mere mortal wine.
Someone who's not a mortal himself, how could the mortal wine be able to make him drunk?
A little bit of the wine escaped from his alluring lips as it trickled down his chin and landed on his collarbone, sliding down towards his chiseled chest that was visible due to the black satin shirt that was left open.
His long silver hair that was falling around his shoulders was making a direct contrast with his black shirt.
But what was most alluring about that handsome man was his shining eyes. There were golden and red-colored rings around his irises that shone brightly, making his eyes the weirdest but at the same time most beautiful sight to behold.
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While on one hand, this handsome man was busy reminiscing the sad and heartbreaking memories of the past, three other men were standing outside the attic as they looked worried and a little bit anxious.
"Second Master, what are we supposed to do now? The matter is really important and it needs the Master's attention asap! However...."
The man with short blonde hair and a well-built body who was speaking in soft whispers trailed off. His features filled with worry and anxiousness as he fumbled with the gun that was resting at his waist.
The other two men did not need the blonde to complete his sentence. All of them were aware that no matter how important the situation was, they could never enter the attic to disturb Master Sullivan on this particular day.
"It's her birthday. He's once again filled with sorrow and sadness. No matter how risky the current situation is, we can't disturb him. He's not in a state where he can pay attention to the matters of the pack. We should find some other solution for the time being."
It was the said Second Young Master, who spoke this time.
His long silver hair was tied in a high bun as a few strands fell loosely all over his face. His deep blue eyes were a direct contrast to his brother's firey golden ones but they both held a pull and charisma of their own.
"Should we call the Elders for a meeting? We can't afford to waste any more time. This matter needs immediate action. Second Young Master, what's your opinion." The third man who unlike the other two, looked quite old almost in his late fifties, spoke as he looked at the young boy.
"Aish! Why are you doing this to me? Did I not make it clear that I want to stay away from the matters of the company or the pack? Then why you always keep throwing these matters at me?"
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The powerful and cold aura of the Second Young Master suddenly changed into that of a little whining boy who was upset because he was not getting the time to enjoy his young life.
"Do you know anything else except whining and crying? I'm still waiting for you to do something productive for at least once."
The sudden cold and commanding voice that filled the silent tower made the three men turn their heads towards the door of the attic.
And there he stood, the Leader of the Silver Dawn Pack that resided in the depths of the huge forest at the outskirts of the city.
His beautiful eyes looked cold and indifferent as usual. He was once again clad in a dark suit which was even accompanied by a white tie.
His hair was neatly held in a high ponytail and miraculously even after drinking tens of bottles of wine, he smelt like the fresh morning dew and wet sand after the first rain shower.
No one could predict even in their dreams that just a few minutes ago, this same man was sprawled on the dusty floor of an attic while reminiscing about the sad memories of his past.
"You look.....epic!"
The Second Young Master said after a few seconds of silence while giving thumbs up to his elder brother.
In return to his shocked and also impressed expression, Master Sullivan barely raised one of his eyebrows to give him one of his usual amused looks.
"Whatever! By the way, only you think that my crying and whining are not productive but you have no idea exactly how beneficial it is. Only you are cold enough to not be melt by my tears."
The Second Young Master said with a scoff as he folded his arms in front of his chest while giving his brother one of his comical looks.
"What's the use of such skills when they can't help you in my case? Does not that mean that these so-called skills of yours are nothing more than just garbage?"
Master Sullivan said with a little twitch on his lips as he started climbing down the steps with the two other men following behind him.
While the Second Young Master stood there gawking at the back of his elder brother.
"By the way, we will discuss about your future choices after I'll take care of this issue."
The words that were filled with command and teasing entered into Second Young Master's ears and he almost started crying.
His brother loved to torture him every single day and he could do exactly nothing to get free from his evil clutches.
Suddenly a small evil smile took over his lips as his expression changed into that of a confident man as he softly muttered.
"Dear Brother, you just wait. I'll definitely find someone who will help me in taking revenge for all the tortures that you have made me go through. Just wait!"
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