Chapter 60 - Crazy Werewolf

"I am Akeem, follower of the White Circle, a messaneger of one of the High pillars. On behalf of the White Circle, My High Pillar offers you a hand of alliance. Are you here to take it?" He stretched his hand towards her again.

Zezi's lips tugged upwards in a smirk and his lips slowly fell back into the thin line it had been in before.

He was asking her this after he had already revealed his face and told her about "The White Circle"? They must be so confident in their powers to remain unfound if they wanted to be, because that had to be the only reason for going about things this way.

He slowly stretched his hand more to her in a form of a handshake, like the only reason she had not accepted it the first time was because she hadn't seen it in the first place, but Zezi still disregarded it, folding her arms across her chest, her eyes concealed.

She wasn't stupid, he still hadn't answered her question yet.

"What are you? You have no scent," her pearly white teeth came to sight, her lip