The explosion’s dust still hung thick in the air as Rogue pushed himself to his feet, blood dripping from the gash on his head. His eyes locked on the man who just called him “brother.”
“Kane…” Rogue’s voice was raw, disbelieving. “You’re supposed to be dead.”
Kane smirked, stepping forward with the confidence of a man who owned death itself. Taller than Rogue, colder blue eyes, and the same ruthless jawline. His cut carried a different patch now — a lone wolf with blood-red eyes. “Missed you too, little brother. Looks like you’ve been busy claiming curvy prizes.”
Aria’s heart pounded as she shielded Emma behind her. The girl was trembling, but alive. Viper and his remaining Reapers looked just as shocked as everyone else.
Viper recovered first, raising his gun. “This doesn’t concern y
