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"But I can't just sit here and do nothing. Not when my father's involved." Sloane was quiet for a long moment. Then: "You're not going to do this alone." "What?" "I'm coming with you." Her voice was firm. "If you're going to dive into this mess, I'm not letting you drown. Mason's my brother. Vincent's connected to my family. I have as much right to be involved as you do." "Sloane—" "Don't argue. I'll be there in twenty minutes." She hung up before I could respond.

My eyes were on them but my mind was somewhere else entirely. Marcus kept talking. "And the strange thing is she barely explained him. She said his name and that was it. Then she was pushing me out the door before I could ask anything else." He rubbed the back of his neck. "She did not want me there, Dominic. She did not want me asking questions. And I cannot for the life of me understand why, because whatever she is going through, I am her brother. I should be the first person she comes to." The hurt in his voice was genuine. I understood it. Marcus and Elena had always been close. Her disappearance had done something to him that he never fully spoke about but that I had watched quietly for

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

“This must be young Mr. Knowles.” Nollace nodded. “It’s nice to meet you.” “This is my eldest grandson, Wayne. My other grandchildren used to be your classmates.” Waylon smiled. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” Nollace paused and looked into Waylon’s eyes. The brothers looked almost identical, but there were slight differences. The elder brother was polite but had sharp eyes, just like him. They both had tricks up their sleeves and wouldn’t simply show their emotions. He seemed to be harder to deal with compared with his younger brother.

he blurted out, this was even more confusing for Nate, before his eyes lit up "Oh, you mean your brother in mafia and stuff" Matteo just shook his head "No, Spade is my brother, my elder brother, by blood, we have the same parents" he explained. Nate's eyes widened a notch as he almost choked on his own spit, he was more than shocked, he looked at Matteo and blinked twice. "Spade is your brother"? His voice raised up a bit as if he couldn't believe that someone like Matteo was Spade's brother, they were practically two different people with a lot of differences.

I thought to myself. “What is it? Speak up” I said eagerly. “It is Beta Wayne. He has suddenly emerged from nowhere and he wants to speak with you. Beta Wayne is right outside the gates now.” The guard said In fear. I sighed. It was exactly as I had thought. “Of course…it is about time my brother Finally takes a step.”I said meekly and stood up. “What if it's not about your brother?” Oscar suddenly asked. I turned to him and stared in confusion, wondering why he suddenly asked the question.

she muttered to no one in particular. Jax barreled past me next, cooler in one hand, six-pack swinging from the other. “Dibs on the biggest bedroom!” he yelled, disappearing up the floating staircase like a man on a mission. And then there was Ethan. He came in last, slower, quieter. He set his bag down beside mine—deliberate, like he wanted them touching—and leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me take it all in. “You okay there, squirt?” His voice was low, amused, the nickname he’d used since I was twelve and still wore braces.

Aston, Axel, Flit, Gunnar, Ryan, Zane, Leo, Idris, and my illegitimate brother in the other world, Thor. Now as much as I know that I never got along with any of my brothers, I don't have a clue what Thor's personality is like. I never got to meet him in the other world nor did I ever spend time with him. But I'm betting he must have had some nice personality for the elders to have chosen him as my replacement, regardless that he was illegitimate.

He crossed his legs and looked confidently at Bruce. "You're my brother, and I'd be delighted to assist you. It's all right. Count me and my boys in, but my boys might be interested in working. You're well aware that this life isn't worth living. "I need them to do something tangible," Bruce says sympathetically. For a moment, he turned his back on his boys. "If you're concerned about them, what about yourself?" Travis smiled as he stood up, his boys accompanying him.

However, Bruce still had other family members. "Didn't you go look for your sister and dad?" Speaking of his sister, Bruce became even more sensitive. "I'm not going. She would rather see me dead!" Sahara was already secured as the young lady of the Damien Family. Unless Salem had another son, her current position was unshakable.