Chapter 28 28Damon's POV
"Devante!" I yelled before landing my hard fist on his pretty face. He cursed out as his body hit the floor in a heavy thud.
"What the f**k?" He groaned, checking out his busted lip.
"What the f**k?! You can curse at me right now, Devante, what is wrong with you? What the hell is all this?"
I wasn't really in the mood to address the crowd of werewolves that were already gathered, watching my brother make a damn fool out of himself.
Devante grew up being spoiled, he just wasn't the right person I'll choose for a brother if I had a choice but sometimes, we don't always get what we want from life.
"My face,"
Tunde snickered from behind me as Devante groaned.
"When did you get back?" I asked angrily.
"This morning, a few hours before the ritual" He answered, g
