Paxton's POV
The whiskey slides off smoothly down my throat. There is a little burning sensation but as if I care. My father is out there somewhere probably plotting something I am not even aware of.
Fuck, I don't even know that I had a half brother. Let alone that mutt, Nyle! If he was my half brother then I would have known. He doesn't radiate the Alpha energy. He doesn't look like one. Maybe he took after his mother, but that's a bullshit theory. Because no matter what the other person is, in a mate bond.. the child always ends up getting the Alpha genes.
I pour myself another drink and sit on the chair, taking a sip before throwing the bottle at the wall. The sound of glass shattering is somehow nice to hear.
That's when I caught her scent. And my head never whipped that fast i
