THIS ONE Lycan University
“I’m Harris.”
“He’s Natalie’s brother,” Nate explained. His cheek was a little red and puffy and Nat’s brother was touching his arm. I knew who he was now–at least the rumors anyway. He was an upperclassman, who had lost his mate in a vampyre attack, but that wasn’t the scandalous part. His mate was a guy. That happened rarely through history–a few times, at best, because the point of having a mate was to, well, mate. To reproduce, but I guess every now and then even the Gods made mistakes. Either way, he was a freak. And I didn’t want him near my best friend.
“Devon, right?” Nat’s brother extended his palm toward me. “It’s nice to meet you.”