Alaric’s POV:

A few minutes ago

I hadn’t expected my brother to show up at the club. When I was heading to my car, another car had parked right across from me. It wasn’t until I heard Nolan call my name that I realized that it was him.

And he did not look happy.

My brows drew together in question. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

He shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket, coming to a stop a few feet away from me. And then he turned around, his eyes sweeping ...