Alpha Grayson
Especially when that someone has a magic touch.
"Lexia, my mate," Grayson informs him. He glances at me. "This is my brother, Evan."
No similarity. That's what I first notice. Maybe the same nose, but other than that, the hair and eye colour don't even compliment each other. I would call Evan my relation before Grayson's.
"I came to remind you-" Evan breaks off, casting his gaze over to me. "We have business to attend to."
"Right," Grayson said, obviously recalling that something important required his attention.
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