Chapter 11: Parade

(Luther)

“I’VE HEARD about your wedding. Congratulations, Mr. Sinclair. You got yourself a very gorgeous wife. Alexandra, wasn’t it? Without her werewolf gene, she would have been perfect. It’s such a shame.”

I glanced at the police chief whose words had stopped me from getting inside the police station. He was among my father’s puppets. But tonight, it doesn’t really matter.

I only went out for a while to talk to my assistant when I saw this guy at the entrance. He was smirking as he leaned against the table with a cigarette in his mouth. I know him. He was famous for being an asshole. I even heard that he made quite a ruckus when he learned that he was not invited to my wedding.

Talking to my parents had already sucked the energy out of me. And now I have to deal with this scumbag, too? I almost feel tempted to believe that I was being punished.

“This is why people like you suck, you know. You don’t realize that my wife is perfect just the way she is. Her being a wolf is actually on