Ezekiel stares up at his brother. His mouth open wide and he takes a large step back in his own shock. The back of his foot colliding with his own son's motionless body. His eyes seem to ignite with the brightest silver and then dull the next moment as his mind scrambles to make sense of such a thing.
Two words hit him straight in the stomach, the strike is harder than any gut punch he has ever received in his life. Two single words hit his heart hard enough to give him instant palpitations.
Two words that are impossible to comprehend, two words that he has been dreading his entire life. He has done everything he can to make sure something like this never eventuates. It can only be his bloodline that is passed on. Silas was a mistake from the start. An unrequired accessory, a niggling n
