Seth Ferdinand's POV
I have allowed Yolanda to get the better of me for so long and it is pissing me off. I walked into the gates of the house that I grew up in as a child and memories filled my mind. The guards saw me and allowed me to pass.
My brother and I were brought up by a brutal father and taught to kill before we turned ten. We knew to either kill or be killed. My father always hated me because he saw me as weak.
I saw a figure as I approached the front door.
"I see that you have become more punctual by the day. Seems like that woman is what you need to be a better person, brother." My older brother, Byron, as I know him said. He has completely changed his identity and is only known as Volk now.
"You know that is the biggest mistake of my life. I regret allowing you to talk me into it."
He laughed and led me inside. Once we got in I saw that the place was very quiet. "Where is everyone? You didn't even have the decency to allow me see your family."
