Chapter 10 Stine

• “May I ask what he said about me?” Brandon asks.
• Is that the reason why he approached me? Only to clear his name? If that is the case, then I am certain that the Klevon guy is a liar. An Owusu liar, huh?
• “He said you rape beautiful werewolves, like my best friend Nowra.”
• Suddenly, there is a cold in the air. The evening seems to arrive faster too. I could even imagine the ocean turning into a tundra. I shift my attention to him and see that it’s his magic. He exudes malaise which opposed his previously bright aura.
• “And?” he prods me on. His voice is grating, why did I even think that he has a boyish look? The man in front of me looks like he’s already in his forties!
• “You relish the taste of werewolves with mates. He says you can smell them,” I answer, taking a step further away from him. “That’s all.”