Derrick's POV
It was morning. The sun had just come up, casting its golden glow on the village. I was in my room, sitting comfortably, lost in thought.
After the whole ordeal with Nathan the other day—letting him suck my cock right in the presence of a man who actually wanted him—made me excited.
However, Nathan's last words got to me. He said he never wanted Kamari. Then why was he looking at him? Why was he hanging out with him if he didn't want him? What was he looking to prove or gain from this?
I turned. I knew there were many other things I should be worried about, but there was nothing I could do at this point but think of the same man who was birthed by the man who ruined my family.
I saw Nathan and could only see his father. Although I had killed the man, he still haunted me with Nathan's face.
"Help! Please! They're attacking us!"
I heard the voice of a man. He sounded panicked and scared, and what followed after his screaming was the sound of snarls and growls.
