Logan stepped forward slowly, scarcely able to believe what stood before him. "You are truly my father's brother," he said, his voice carrying disbelief and desperate hope intertwined now.
"I am," Bram confirmed, though he remained carefully several paces distant, his posture carrying the wary stillness of a man unaccustomed to open confrontation after years spent perfecting the art of remaining unseen.
"Why show yourself now?" Kira asked, moving toward him cautiously. "You have avoided revealing your presence throughout our entire journey. What changed?"
"I heard what passed within these walls," Bram said, his gaze flicking briefly toward the small home behind them. "The rumors concerning my brother's supposed survival. I could not allow my nephew to continue believing such dangerous f
