Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)

Knox’s fingers drummed against the polished mahogany table in the study room, a habit he unconsciously copied from Azrael and a rhythmic reminder of the silence that had settled between him and the alpha. The argument had left a fissure between them, one that neither had been willing to bridge. Azrael’s retreat into silence only deepened Knox’s frustration, a frustration fueled by the very love that should have brought them closer.

Like a cracked porcelain vase, their relationship became fragile, any attempt to mend what was broken, only ruined it more. Knox never wanted to risk it anymore, so he had been silent every day, tiptoeing around Azrael who clearly regretted yelling at him, yet not willing to approach and own his mistakes, afraid that Knox would probe again.

Even if Knox had tried to reach out, Azrael had remained evasive, cloaked in the same enigmatic demeanor that had sparked their argument. Knox, however, couldn’t shake the feeling that something more sinister was lurking beneath the surface.

Thus, the days since the fight had been clouded with a heavy silence, and only the two kids’ lively and energetic demeanor, was what painted their home colorful.

On the third day, Knox’s phone rang, slicing through the oppressive quiet of their home. He glanced at the screen—an unknown number. With a reluctant sigh, he pressed the green button and answered.

An unfamiliar voice came on the other end, making Knox wonder if the call was just a prank.

However, after the female voice mentioned Azrael’s name, Knox’s curiosity was piqued, and his heart pounded a different tune—unwantedly, doubt seeped into his head.

"You’re Azrael’s boyfriend, I heard. My name is Lyssana, I wonder if Azrael had mentioned me to you?"

Knox furrowed his brows. Did Azrael mention her before? Her name was familiar, but Knox wasn’t feeling welcoming to that name.

Knox pursed his lips and answered, "He might have, but I don’t remember."