EMMALINE
My feet falter, as I hear Nico call Alexander brother.
Brother?
I blink, confused, my gaze flicking between them. And then it hits me.
Nicholas.
Goddess. Nicholas.
All those years ago, back when things were simpler, Alexander had mentioned a younger brother. I still remember that night, like a secret tucked away in the back of my mind. We were just kids. It was the first time his pack had come to visit ours for the annual summit. The first time I’d seen him, really seen him.
We hadn’t known we were mates yet, but something had drawn me to him all the same. I’d snuck out of my room and found him wandering alone outside the guest quarters. We talked until the sky turned pale, about anything and everything, and somewhere in between, he’d told me about Nicholas. Complained abou
