"There is only one lifemate. She obviously belongs with Jacques." "We do not know that. If he were not your brother..." Byron began. A low snarl stopped him. "I see no reason for you to question my judgment in this matter, Byron. I have had more than one brother, and I have never let fraternity stand in the way of what is just or right." "It was Gregori who hunted your other brother," Byron pointed out. Mikhail turned his head slowly, black eyes catching the whip of lightning cracking across the sky. "At my order."