"Uncle," Alec greeted politely.
Even though all he wanted to do was give him a tongue lashing, he was well aware that he didn't have enough exposure to the inner clan politics that was only shown amongst the adults.
Alec's uncle, Vincent, looked like he hadn't aged a day since the last time he saw him.
His uncle appeared just as dashing and valiant as he had before Alec left the clan that day. The only difference was that now, the man had a faint scar under his eye.
Alec wondered what happened.
Vincent's stern features softened a little when he looked at his nephew. Though how he currently looked did not match what an eleven-year-old should look like, the man could feel it deep in his bones.
This was his nephew, not someone else.
He'd practically watched the boy grow up and age until he left the clan, after all. Those things didn't disappear so quickly, especially if they started from childhood.