The Established Siblings of the Pack

“Get back here right now! Do you know…”

Asher’s mind blanked out on the rest of his commander’s rant.

All he could hear was a loud buzzing noise as if someone were drilling right next to his ears.

He slowly turned to stare at Kingsley with wide eyes. “The call you made just now… You were really

calling the regional command…”

During the call, Kingsley had said to punish Asher for disrespecting the General.

Everyone had thought he was just bluffing.

No one thought it could really happen.

Now, Asher was actually being punished.

Asher’s knees wobbled, and he stumbled back to his seat. Dejection painted his face as he said,

“Kingsley, you should have told us earlier that you are well-connected…”

“I did, but none of you believed me.” Kingsley shrugged. “Didn’t you also say the only people I know in

the regional command are the kitchen hands?”

Asher was in tears.

He glared at Zachary who was still sprawled out on the floor.

If it had not been for his incendiary statements, Asher would not be in such dire straits!

Kingsley glanced at his watch.

“Platoon Leader Larson, if I remember correctly, you must report back to your company within two

hours of notice of any punishment. Is that not so? If you’re late, things will be worse for you.”

Hearing that made Asher freeze as if he had just been struck by lightning.

Without delay, he immediately grabbed his phone and charged out of the house.

Although Megan’s son had just fled the house in a hurry, she was not worried for him at all. Instead,

she was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

So, what if her son was being punished? Was that not a perfect example of how powerful her future

son-in-law was?

Her joy could be seen in every wrinkle on her face.

“Kingsley, why don’t you stay for dinner?” she asked in a fawning manner. “No, no! You should stay the

night! I’ll have the servants leave an extra blanket in Cecilia’s room.”

“No, no, no,” she continued with a shake of her head. “You should share the blanket instead. It will be

warmer!”

“Yes, you should stay,” Michael said, chiming in. “Especially since we will be going to the Fox Family’s

party together. It will save you the hassle of going back and forth.”

“Ah…” Kingsley awkwardly muttered. “It’s fine. I will be staying with Reene tonight.”

“Why? It is not like we do not have the space for you!”

Megan then walked over to Cecilia, nudged her, and whispered to her, “What are you doing? Speak

up!”

That made Cecilia blush hard as she hesitantly said to Kingsley, “Why don’t you stay the night?”

Well, there was no way Kingsley could refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman. Hence, he nodded

in assent. “Just one night…”

“Yes! This is great!”

Megan laughed so hard that her teeth gleamed in the light.

Just then, she noticed Zachary who was spacing out while still kneeling on the floor.

“Hey!” she spat out at him. “What made you think you deserved my daughter? Get out now!”

That snapped Zachary back to his senses. His face was still pale from terror as he scrambled to his

feet and dashed out of the door.

That evening…

Megan cooked up a feast while Michael brought out a bottle of alcohol he had been keeping safe in his

collection for over a dozen years.

With how passionate the Larsons were being, Kingsley had to down a few shots to show his

appreciation for his hosts.

After all, even Cecilia made an exception and drank a glass of red wine that night.

Accompanied by good wine and good food, the meal soon ended.

Soon afterward, Megan began grumbling about a headache and dragged the tipsy Michael back to

their room.

The only people left in the living room now were Kingsley and Cecilia.

Due to the alcohol, there was a faint red flush on her beautiful face which made her look exceptionally

alluring.

Intoxicated by her seductive eyes, he gulped. He then helped her to her feet. “You’ve had too much to

drink. Let us go back to your room.”

The moment they entered Cecilia’s room, he smelled an enticing fragrance in the air.

It was not the innocent and refreshing scent that lingered in Paige’s room, nor was it the mature and

refined perfume he smelled in Reene’s car.

The scent in Cecilia’s room was something in between. The impression it left on him was delicate but

seductive.

“Kingsley…”

Cecilia’s inhibitions were dashed away by the dim lights of the room and her inebriated state.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as her red lips parted and rasped out, “Honestly, I really like

you. If only you can be my actual boyfriend…”

Kingsley carefully placed her down on the bed. “Once everything is over, I…”

He drifted off midway through his sentence.

Who knew what would have happened by the time he avenged his parents and rid the country of

foreign spies?

Would it be too early to promise her the future?

“Kingsley, I feel so warm…”

Her sweet voice softly echoed in the room, making him snap back to reality.

It was only then that he realized there was something off about her.

Her face was bright red while her eyes dazedly gazed up at him. Her breath burned where it brushed

across his skin. This was not the effect of mere alcohol.

During the time he spent spacing out, she had entwined herself around him…