Chapter 41. Mark Me

Three days. Three days since that rare moment of vulnerability. Three days since Elijah's shocking confession.

Cinnia peeked around Denzel's shoulder, not even trying to hide her curiosity, as he tore open the envelope. She smirked when she saw Maverick tense on the other side of Denzel, from her peripheral vision.

Denzel pulled out the document and scanned through it. Cinnia didn't understand much of the gibberish on the page so she waited for Denzel to explain. Judging from his crushing grip on the paper, she felt he must understand what was written.

"He's our brother," Denzel announced.

His words hit Cinnia like a hard slap. Silence reigned; loud and deafening that it made Cinnia cover her ears to escape from its overwhelming nature. It couldn't be. Is the Alpha of the Blood Demons Denzel's brother? That was impossible...and yet, it made perfect sense.

The uncanny resemblance, the pale skin of Jerome, the green eyes, the aura around him, and the way