Dexter

The Moon Goddess might be cruel, but not cruel enough to make Kendell my brother.

That b*stard was making things up.

I said to myself as anger coursed through me, slashing the throats of anyone that came my way—werewolf or vampire.

But a better part of me knew that everything he said was true. He even told me what I desperately wanted answers to.

But how could it be that my father is his, and not Swat?

That he was the brother I never knew I had and wanted to kill?

Now I get why his ...