"Hello, brother. I assumed you were dead." I watch as the stranger walks up. There is something familiar about him, but I don't have time to focus on what it might be.
"I don't have a brother. I'm an only child," I reply curtly.
"Well, now, that's where you're wrong." He shakes his head as if he's sad that he has to explain this to me. "I guess he never told you."
I stare him down, waiting. "You see, you and I have the same father."
"Liar!"
"No, I'm not. I'm your older half-brother."
"My father never cheated on my mother."
"You’re right about that. You see, he was with my mother. They were together until he met your mother, his fated mate.”
He begins pacing in front of me, his anger building. I subtly move in front of the open cage, instinctively wanting to protect my pack.
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