RONAN’S POV

The taste of Eamon's words still burned in my mouth like acid. You've spent all those years making him believe he's not good enough. The fucking audacity of him. Standing there in his righteous fury, telling me how I'd failed my own brother. Like he knew anything about the years I'd spent cleaning up messes, covering for Ewan's differences, making sure he stayed safe.

How could a privileged Beta understand any of the things that I had to do.

I kicked at his pile of clothes with ...