Chapter Thirty-eight

Standing there at the door watching his father plummeting into that girl from behind, so intent that they didn't even notice him enter, Drakken's blood boiled, anger like a raw silver stabbed unto his vein making him feel metal in his tongue.

He has never wanted to kill his father so much as it raged through at that moment. So this was what he did? This was why his mother's smile has never truly reached her eyes right from when he was a boy.

There is no way this would be the first time. Drakken just knew. His body shook, his wolf threatening to burst through but he reined it in, trying to be calm.

No wonder his mother was looking pale initially, and almost half of the time. His father was slowly killing her!

Drakken thought of leaving the room and going back to comfort his mother but then his feet couldn't move and then unable to hold himself back, he cleared his throat, causing his father's head to snap in his direction, and rapidly jumped away from the girl, his manhood still sta