Gavin's Perspective:
Ethan possessed a perfect face, angelic in his youth. I always believed we shared everything, and that I knew him completely. Yet now, I stared at him in disbelief, shock and anger lacing my voice, “What did you say?”
A minute earlier, Ethan had once again rejected my proposal. When his smile vanished, his long, dark lashes framed blue-black eyes that seemed almost glacial, devoid of any warmth. “Brother, your proposal just doesn’t make sense. The werewolves who left the family years ago due to mental instability can no longer transform. Their return would pose a risk! Most importantly, you’re not the one calling the shots in this family anymore!”
His gaze held no warmth, as if he were looking at a stranger. Across the wide office desk, Ethan's icy demeanor was alm
