Angus's sharp gaze swept over Aramis, and a deep frown creased his brow. His younger brother stood before him, born of their father but to a different mother. Angus had raised and trained Aramis from a boy, shaping him into the warrior he was today. He knew his brother inside and out—or so he had thought.
But now, the young man seemed like a switch that had been flipped, especially when he was alone with Kane. In the span of mere days, his once-familiar brother had become a stranger.
What had happened? What had altered him so profoundly?
In front of Alaric and the other soldiers, Aramis was stern and disciplined, but with Kane, he was a spirited young man.
