My shoulder jerks as a loud laughter tears off me. “Brother?… I have none. Twin?…. That’s the worst of it. So you finally meet the bastard,” my smile widens.

“Bastard? What do you mean, Arkon?”

“The bastard who looks just like me. The same bastard who forced himself on Vynessa years back.”

“What do you mean?” Thane’s voice is laced with anger. His fist clenches by his side.

“You want to hit me because you just found out the truth now? I told you I didn't lay a finger on her that night. I saw the bastard did. I chased after him. But he was too fast for me. I...