Ryan’s blood boiled at the mere thought of someone killing his sister. The image of his sister lying in a pool of blood rose in his mind.
She weighed nothing when he dragged Joy’s body to his lap that day.
The cruel marks on her body, the claw marks of a werewolf.
Ryan can forgive anything but not his sister’s death.
Joy had been his only happiness. The joy of his life.
If Ryan closed his eyes, he could still hear his sister Joy calling him as Brother Ryan.
He cannot forgive anyone who was behind the death of his Joy, no matter the reason.
He cannot forgive his own father for killing Ivor, who had always treated them as a family, trusted Ryan above anything. The heartbreaking look on Princess Hannah Lindsey’s face never left his nightmares.
He was not going to treat his father any
