/Alex's POV/
The moment I arrived back at my quarters, Tristen my only brother, and my aunt bombard me with different reports but went quiet the moment they noticed Phoebe's presence and my mark on her, Ezra had long left my side and had rushed off to meet his family, everyone knows him as such a mommy's boy so...the dashing off to meet his mother after being separated for a while was understandable.
My brother walked up to me from the stairs leading up to my villa. The 21year old boy sure hasn't changed a bit, his blonde hair was still in a crazy up-do covering one part of his eyes, he shares the same eye colour with me and he was a few some inches shorter than me, his clothing style was still the same, tight and feminine...he looks gay. I mean what's with the choking collar he had on
