“My name is Dimitri Axel Castellan. I am a lycan and the last remaining one of my kind. You are in my pack, the Blood moon pack.” He said. His intense gaze pierced my heart, causing my breath to escape. In the room’s shadows, I could see every single particle and the way his eyes widened. I could see he wasn’t telling the truth. He was telling me the whole truth. He nods slowly, “Is there anything else you would like to know?”
just wanted to make sure, so I said, “So you all are werewolves?” He confirmed, keeping his eyes fixed on me. “Yes.” As our eyes grew fierce, I asked, “So what is the real reason that you brought me here?” “Because I need you.” His words made me shudder. Did he mean that I was necessary? I make an effort not to let these emotions that are rising inside of me divert my attention from my questions. I said, observing the change in his expression, “Did you know what I was? Who I was?” “Not at the very beginning but after you left I realized that you were a witch. Is
