It had been years since you’d seen your younger brothers, and the thought of reuniting with them brought a bittersweet mix of nostalgia and apprehension.

“Brother,” Joseph greeted you with open arms, his serene smile sending a shiver down your spine. Behind him, Jacob stood stoic, arms crossed, his piercing eyes scanning you as if assessing a threat.

John, on the other hand, grinned like he was thrilled to see you but carried a sharpness in his gaze that unsettled you.

“It’s been too long,” Joseph said, clasping your shoulder. His voice was warm, but there was an unnerving weight to his words.