Chapter 192

Kane's POV

“Do not come any closer,” Lester says.

He’s nervous and on edge, and I don’t plan to test him. I’m no good to my family if I’m dead. “May I lower my hands at least?”

He nods and jerks his gun to the right. “If you take one step, I’ll kill you.”

“I have no doubt that you will.” Willow was wrong. He is not a wolfless wolf that much is clear. The man before me is a scarred and maimed werewolf. “Gladstone,” I say. “You wouldn’t happen to be related to Richard Gladstone of Silver Star, would you?” I noticed his surname back at the church, but it didn’t click with me until this moment. He looks like his father.

Lester nods. “He’s my father,” he confirms.

“What happened to your wolf, Lester?”

“I was born wolfless,” he replies. “My mother sensed it when I was very young…that’s why she took me and ran.”

“Don’t talk shit,” I say, trying my best to keep the bubbling and swirling anger at bay. “You may be able to fool Willow with that cock and bull story, but you can’t fool me.”