JASON

The tension between the two brothers was like a live wire, almost burning the entire room. Vincent’s hand was still clenched around my collar, his chest heaving, while Kelvin’s smooth voice tried to cut through the storm.

I didn’t say a word. I didn’t need to.

I just watched them. Two Ward heirs locked in a silent battle. One raging with grief, the other cloaked in ice. Brothers who could destroy each other if pushed hard enough.

And all because of her.

My lips twitched. ...