Chapter 95. Ghosts from the Past

Ryan’s patience was dripping by the very minutes. His hands were starting to act on their own accord, starting to disobey what his brain said.

Before he knew it, Rex had taken over and his claws were digging in the flesh of his father’s throat.

The painting dropped from his hands as his eyes glowed up with pain and pleasure of new discovery. The view of Ryan’s Alpha look.

Luckily, Sherry walked in just then and saw the tussle they were engaged in. “Ryan, let go of him. Don’t you call him father? How can you behave like this with him?” Her voice sent Rex off and Ryan was back to his senses.

He let go of his old man, who stumbled on his feet and started coughing, to catch his breath.

Sherry looked from Ryan to his father and back, for a couple of times.

Just then, Rose rushed in as well. She hesitated only for a few moment, looking at Ryan’s angry face. Then she darted over to his father and whispered something in his ears.

He looked at her in