"And who gives a fuck if you saw that coming?" Drake yelled.

Alexander laughed then he stopped as he felt uneasy.

He lowered his gaze and found a knife stuck in his stomach.

He gasped looking up at Drake's face who smirked with pride.

"How the hell did you do that?" He asked.

He grinned "the same way you and father used the witches to supress my strength and capabilities so you could easily use the mystical silver dagger on me when ever you feel like."

Alexander's eyes widened "who told you that?"

"Nothing is hidden under the sun brother and you don't want me getting close to a werewolf...