Ares turned his eyes to me.
"Sometimes."
I frowned. I'm not sure I like the sound of that.
Our mate can't die. Honi reminded me.
"Have you killed people?" I asked.
"Yes."
"How many?" I asked.
"I don't know." Ares said before resting his head back again.
"More than me?" I asked.
"Much more." Ares said.
"Were they all bad?" I asked.
"Mostly."
I nodded.
"What's your favorite color?" I asked.
"I don't have one."
I scoffed. "How can you not have a favorite color?"
Ares shrugged.
"What's your wolf's name?" I asked.
"Rex."
Honi purred.
You're a wolf, not a cat. I said.
Not that she cares.
"What's it like being a Qui-brid?" I asked.
"Hard." Ares replied.
I rolled my eyes.
"I would imagine it would be easy to be so powerful." I said.
"Not when everyone is scared of you."
