Arren opened his eyes a bit and then focused on the wall. As reality set in, the red plush lips were bitten. His Mister Investigator's name was Spade, and his true identity was the Emperor. Fuck, what a mess. His mind gradually calmed down, but now his heart and feelings were in turmoil.
His thoughts returned to the hours before when he discovered Spade's identity. Their ambiguous moments together and the comfort and security the alpha provided him since he met him.
Arren was initially drawn to Spade's attractive appearance; he thought Spade was hot, and his mature stature was exactly his type. Then, he flirted with him because it was fun, that's all. He didn't know when it all became true.
He was reminded of the alpha's question: Did he really not know why Spade was helping him? Of course, he knew. He wasn't as innocent and naive as he seemed. He also had the impression that Spade was interested in him and that the alpha was attracted to him.
