Chapter 33

I was being accustomed to being lied to. Even the ones dear to me didn't escape the rule, as if they felt the need to protect some secrets I truly had no care about. Andre was lying with every breath he made. Sitting across me with a wide smile, he told me to wait for Uncle's Ben's soup while drinking the tea he specially made for us.

Lies, distrust, evasion, escape from the truth, hypocrisy, such was the world I lived in. I belonged to the lowest rank on the moon and it had only people who lied and cheated to keep their low income of moon energy.

Darcie calmed down and seemed to accept what just happened. I noticed how she didn't care for Mathieu and it was another problem to care for. I could feel it in my bones that they were lying to me. Andre had the necklace again but it seemed it didn't work on me anymore. I still saw him how he was and I liked the fact.

"So you are a werewolf?" Darcie's nose wrinkled sipping her tea.