Ethan stood staring out the window of the upper-story study in his father’s house in Centurion. His eyes didn’t take in any of the flowers or the beauty of the sunset outside. His heart was constricting inside his chest. When the door behind him opened, he turned his expressionless eyes to see his father, Rebecca as well as Douglas and his son entering the room.
Rebecca had walked to stand close beside Ethan, while both the wolves took a seat on the chairs on the other side of the desk. Ethan kept his stance in front of the window, his still staring unseeing to the world outside. It has been nearly a week since their discovery of Phillip. He had first went to his club in Potchefstroom to check on it with Marcus, to keep himself busy, more than anything, only arriving here this morning. It
