Luna Sienna
His eyebrows shooting up indignantly, like I had just made some grievous insult onto him.
“You’re joking?” I replied with every ounce of sarcasm I could muster in return. “You do realise, that werewolves were a myth not even twenty-four hours ago… right?”
A small smile played across his lips, and his lips formed a pout as he did his best to resit laughing at my comment.
“Touche.” He replied simply, his large hands coming to rest in front of him. “I guess you don’t know an awful lot about us, do you?”