Deceit, at its Best

"Of course, I know him. He's my brother. "

A grin whos bright ivories gleamed in the dark fall of the shaded trees, emerged.

"Half brother. My father killed his sisters, and his mother, so Bleh. But my mother was from another pack. A one night stand, yes? "

With a glint in his fiery gaze, he regarded the girl.

"Why, do you know of my sissie brother, little Finley? "