Clement looked at the little man as he gulped the glass of apple juice in one go, he looked so much like his father. The man his heart yearned for. His wolf didn't feel threatened by the pup, he was already liking the young Levi for being brave enough to go against his grandfather, and mother.
The thought of that woman, made his chest viprate with a ferocious growl. They hated her, even though they haven't personally met her yet.
"Why are you staring? Didn't your mother teach you it's rude to stare?" The little man raised his eyebrows making him look more like his late grandfather than Levi. That thought sent shivers down Clement's spine. He remembered it like it was yesterday, the look Michael gave him before pulling the trigger. If Levi hadn't jumped in front of him, the bullet woul
