When Dion reached his apartment, he dug his pocket for his cellphone to leave a text for Lilith. Only then he realized he hadn't gotten the chance to ask for her cell phone number. With a curse, he shoved the device back into his pocket and stepped into the apartment.
After putting in his key code, he heard a beep and the front door opened. He shut it behind him with a clack and headed straight for the fridge. When he caught a certain scent in the air, he froze.
Seated on a couch in his living room was his only sibling and living family member. His older brother. The man was a spitting image of Dion except for the scars that stretched across his face. His skin was tanner and he stood a few inches over Dion. His hair was darker than Dion's but the difference was barely noticeable.
Dion
