Finally, the silence in the Grayson study had shifted.
Before, it had been cold.
Now, it was heavy.
Mr. Grayson didn't move from his seat. His hands rested on the desk, his fingers no longer tapping. His eyes were fixed on the last remaining son in the room.
Lucas.
The youngest of the Grayson brothers.
The one with the brightest smile and the darkest shadow.
He had always been the pride of the family, not for his business skills like Vincent, quiet strategy like Darren, or political leverage like Thomas.
Lucas was different.
He had the charm, the confidence, and the raw instinct to get into people's heads, even though it might cause people to cling to him.
Which was why he'd been given the most important target.
Ethan Nocturne.
The adopted son of Lilith Nocturne.
The only male in the house of monsters, and someone he hated the most and would do anything to switch places with.
