LEO.
I agreed… I don’t know why I f*****g did… I just knew that she wouldn’t betray my trust or mention it to others. She might be crazy, but she’s my type of crazy, and the one I know who wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone on purpose, in serious matters anyway. I mean I wouldn’t put it past her to try to slit my throat in my sleep if I pissed her off but at the same time, I knew the type of things she’d keep quiet…
I knew if she knew about the fact I'm dying, she would try to do s**t even if it meant breaking a promise. But something like Corrado’s truth… she wouldn’t tell anyone.
Even Marcel didn’t know and regardless of that truth, it changed nothing. I cleared the table off, taking a bottle of whiskey and two glasses to the lounge area. As a werewolf, I know drinking did nothing to
