Chapter Twenty Five

His face was a blank mask, i didn’t know why he was asking such questions. Staring into the coffee cup, i frowned. Steam was rising from the cup, I had always been able to drink hot liquid. Being a wolf i was able to heal a lot faster than humans.

“Erm, no. It tasted fine, why? Is there something wrong, Sir?” I asked.

“No, nothing is wrong.” He gave me a quick smile before getting to his feet, with his back to me, i stuck my finger into the hot liquid. There was no pain. The wolf inside me was growling, When i withdrew my finger i saw the scald, and yet I had not felt anything.

"You’ve not felt anything in a long time. This is what you’ve been hunting for, the ability to feel pain" my wolf was pacing, clearly distressed. I placed my hand on my lap watching my skin begin to heal.

“Have you ever been in a fight?” Ethan asked, washing the dishes.

“Not really. I have seen fights but never been in one.”

He wiped his hands on the towel and turned to face me, “Why did you dip your finger in