**Soren's POV
It had been a long time since I'd had a knife held to my throat, but this wasn't the first time.
I didn't move, but chuckled, “It's been a while, my dear brother."
He didn't speak. I glanced around my surroundings. In the darkness, it looked to be an underground tunnel.
“I was wondering when you will show up. I have to say, I'm impressed with how patient you are." I tried to wiggle and make myself comfortable. “Dear brother, have you missed me?"
“Don't move."
I almost laughed. My sight had adjusted to the darkness.
I stared up into my half-brother's narrowed gaze as he grimaced at me, the emotion in his eyes mirroring the way I felt about him deep into my bones. “You haven't changed a bit."
“Do you know what the f*ck you've been doing?" He growled as he inserted the
