Novaturient: Crescent Lovers
Bernard frowned for not too long, he took a deep breath, reminding himself of Jone’s habit to talk in metaphors.
“How did you get to be a human?” Bernard fired back, lifting one brow.
Jone burst into a laugh.
“You are starting to get the hang of leading a conversation,” Jone said, pretending to wipe a tear from the corner of his eyes. “I’ve thought you well.”
Bernard was silent.
Jone blinked, feeling like a fool. He cleared his throat as he adjusted himself in his seat, and turned back to the Alpha.
“Alright,” Jone started. “My eyes in the city say that there is a new…trend going around between the higher classes, some organization of sorts. They are experimenting with something new these da
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