Derik gulped air to steady himself. Straightening his arm at Kevin, he wrapped his fingers around the gun, not taking his eyes off him. “Give me one reason I shouldn’t drop you where you stand.”
“Derik, wait!” he hollered, hands raised a bit higher. “I’m not your enemy. I may be one of them, but I’m certainly not a killer.”
Derik glared, his fierce eyes filled with rage and hatred. “You pinned a rod through a man’s eyes. How do you explain that?”
“Those guys deserved what they got and you know it. Heck, they attacked an innocent girl and walked away free, while she suffers in the hospital. I couldn’t live with that.”
“You could have just left it to the authorities.”
“I was doing the cops a favour.”
“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re a shifter and a killer. You’re dangerous. Yo
