*Scott's POV*

I was met with a commotion near the entrance of the mansion. My guards were holding someone captive, and as I approached, I realized with no shock that it was my own brother, Castor.

"Who do we have here!" I muttered.

"Let him go." I commanded, my voice laced with authority. My guards immediately let go of Castor, and he stumbled forward, looking disheveled and determined.

"You beast, you can't keep our mate locked up in here forever."

I frowned at his words. We can't keep whining about the same old thing I thought.

Castor's gaze never wavered as he spoke, "I will break you if I have...