Chapter 55 - For A Brother
"Ezekiel!"
Mantilo woke up from sleep in a cold sweat, his sons blue eyes in his head, and his name jumping from his lips in sorrowful helplessness. The Clan head took a deep shuddering inhale, covered his face and gusted out a breath, Damp strands of his hair, clung to his nape and forehead.
It had been a long time since the winsome Shifter had awaken in such a state and he fought to reconcile the fears swirling in his mind with the unshakable confidence he had always donned as armor in the face of adversity.
And yet here he was shaken. Anxious. Lost.
Heart broken by the loss of his son.
Mantilo had only ever felt such turmoil one other time in his life. When Glen had been taken from his side by men who wished to break him. Destroy his mind. Send him to he
