Chapter 66

It took less than a minute for him to start scratching his thoughts and explaining the difference between lycanthropy and werewolf concept. Andre was a pure blood Lycan. Never in my life had I seen anything like it- that type of rage, that total loss of control. He spoke of his experiences and life as well as the rules that bound the lycan world.

"You smell like fear," he said his golden eyes on my hands. I clasped the blanket tightly fighting the urge to bite my nails. I couldn't bear what I heard from his mouth. "Did what I said cause it? I don't understand why you would fear our rules."

Unsure what to say, I closed my eyes and sank deep into the pillow, a long breath leaving my chest. "I will not hide what I am anymore since you chose this path, Cleopatra." I focused on darkness on my lids until I heard a soft vibration emanating from something around me. Opening my eyes, I noticed that my head titled to his shoulder.