#Chapter34

With no second thought, I lunged at him and pinned him to the wall, my hand holding his neck tightly. My body was tensed and my eyes were pitch black again.

"How and when did he know? Any how do you know? Who else knows?" I asked dangerously.

"H-he kn-new e-ever s-since sh-she wa-s b-bo-rn." He checked out. I felt my father's hand on my shoulder.

"Let him go Logan. We need answers not a dead body." He calmly warned. I let go of Wesley's neck and he fell to the ground, coughing and heaving for air.

"Talk." I ordered.

He coughed a bit more before he looked at...