Bound to the Alpha Brothers
As he spoke, he picked one out, “Again, I’m sorry I have to do this to you, but your bastard father left me no choice. He takes one of mine, I take one for his. To be fair, he actually owes me two lives.”
“You’re…you’re Cyrus’ brother?”
Mentioning Cyrus’ name made him look my way sharply, and when he did and we made eye contact, something happened. Something I’d felt before, but couldn’t describe.
It was something forming and then locking in, in a matter of seconds, and tying two people together even though they had never seen each other before and didn’t know each other.
His eyes widened, and he dropped the tool that he was holding onto. He took a few steps toward me, searching my face the
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