The Bane And The Alpha Beast
He offered a chin lift and a quiet, “Hey.”
“Crawl and Dex are my cousins,” Brad explained, stepping forward to clap Ronan’s shoulder. “They live here with me.”
“And over here—” Brad motioned to the woman stepping in from the hallway, “—is my sister, Janet. And that’s her mate, Grimm.”
Janet’s smile was warm, her hair pulled back in a messy braid, cheeks flushed like she’d just come from the stove.
Grimm was towering, all shoulders and shadows, but his expression was surprisingly soft. He had the same eyes as Wallace—gray, calm, and unsettling in how much they saw. “Wallace’s brother,” he said simply, offering me a hand.