103| Asylum.

"You're willing to sacrifice so many wolves to search for me, brother?" A calming yet deadpan voice soothed the air.

Everyone jerks into alertness as we turn to face the owner of the voice. My lips parted as a gasp escaped through them. Even though Jeremy and I weren't really close when we were younger and it's been years since I last saw him, a single glance and I can already tell him apart.

That's partly because he's an exact replica of my mate; the only differences are in hairstyle and bodily muscle; perhaps we could see the difference in features.

While Harry's face is all chiselled with sharp edges, Jeremy's is softer, more curvier, and innocent. But only to onlookers. From what I've heard today, he might just be the spawn of the devil.

A wry smile forms on his lips as we walk closer to where Harry and I are standing, and that's when I notice the three men behind. Not specifically them, but what they're holding.

My babies!

Three buff and angry-looking rogues hold on tight to my t