Chapter 49: The True Nature of Ezekiel's Feelings

Alpha Ian POV’s

“So at age ten, Ezekiel was already developing radical ideas?” Francesca said, pulling me back to the present.

Back in my Study, every gaze was on me. I knew they’d all been engrossed by the tale I was narrating. I wasn’t exactly known for being someone who talked about Ezekiel easily. So this probably came as a surprise to everyone.

“I was too young to decipher everything that was going on with him, but yeah, pretty much,” I said. “He was always an incredibly intense child, he hated losing and he was quick to retaliate or inflict hurt without mercy.”

“But he was never like that with you,” Dominic said, as Francesca burrowed deeper into his side. The bond they shared pleased me to no end.

I shook my head, confirming his words. “No, he wasn’t. I was the exception to his cruelty and impatience. I think that was one of the reasons I was blinded to it for so long. He was protective of me and he never failed to sing my praises.”

“Yeah, that fucker had it in his head that