“Aryan,” I began, trying to gently break the ice. “Could you tell me a bit more about Seraphina? Where does she reside?”
With a quiet huff, he said, “Not now. I need to focus.” His ire seemed bottomless.
“Sure,” My grin faltered for a moment. What do werewolves like to eat? “Do you… want something rare?”
“What?” She looked at me, puzzled, before clarity struck her. “Ew. No. Just like a burger or something. Well done.”
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That one was one of my favorite scenes to write! 