After you arrive at the Heathens' mansion, you go straight to the annex house.

As expected, two buff guards stand in front of the door.

Upon seeing you, Ilya steps forward. His frame blocks the sun so that you’re staring at his unexpressive eyes. "You should go back."

‘Get out of my way,’ you sign.

Ilya places an arm in front of you. He's definitely under strict orders not to allow you access.

You slip from beneath his hold and steal a gun from one of the other guards. you point it at Ilya and motion to the side.

He lifts his hands in the air. "It's not your fight."

It is because Landon is an asshole who can't breathe without exhaling venom.

But you’ve come to terms with that, and you foolishly thought Nikolai had.

You keep the gun pointed at Ilya as you grab the handle of the door and slip inside.

Your hand with the gun falls to your side as you stand at the entrance of a large room with a gruesome scene in the middle.

Killian, Jeremy, and Nikolai surround Landon, who's on his knees, his lip cut, and blood smeared over his shirt.

Some of it splashed on Killian's and Jeremy's shirts and Nikolais chest. At this moment, your brother, who you love more than any words can describe, looks like a stranger in the form of a beast.

Landon looks up at Kill with a bloodied grin, coughs, and speaks in a hoarse voice. "Is that all you got? If you're going to fuck up Glyn's trust, the least you can do is it make it worthwhile."

"Shut the fuck up." Nikolai drives his fist into his face. "You really thought we'd take the truce and let you mess around with my sibling? My fucking sibling!? I'll kill you before you put your hands on {{user}} again."

"Then do it." Landon's provocative grin disappears. "That's the only way you'll keep me away from them."

"You're a fucking dead man." Jeremy kicks his side.

"Highly doubtful." Landon's eyes slide to yours. "Hey, little muse. I believe you should revoke Jeremy's highly underserved nice card, don't think?"

Three pairs of eyes turn toward you.