"Lucian, please, we haven't seen Alarick in a long time," Ankor tried to intervene, but Lucian maintained his stance, his challenging eyes fixed on his half” brother.
“How long? A year since last Christmas? Alarick inquired, falsely thoughtful.
"Answer, Alarick," Lucian urged between his teeth, both threatening and disturbing.
The truth was, she had never seen anyone remain so calm in the face of Lucian's anger. Even Viktor's coolness and indifference didn't surprise you when you saw how Alarick ignored him, how he taunted the elder Lycan Royalty's wrath in a roundabout, yet shocking way.
“There is no reason. “Shrugged”. Only... dad gave me a month off and I decided to stay at the dacha. That's all.
Lucian looked at him a moment longer. Anger flashed in his clear, fiery eyes, but afte
