"Yes, I am!" Madelyn affirmed, her voice filled with worry. But when she had to speak the next part, she was not that confident anymore. She was a little apprehensive. Hell, she wasn't so sure about what she was until recently.
She took a deep breath and sighed. All the romance in the air had evaporated, and there was a thick layer of confusion. She was beginning to feel choked. But she would rather tell Lucian the truth than drag him to her problems unprepared. She wasn't heartless. That wasn't something her father taught her.
She rose from the couch to get some air. The closeness and his questioning gaze were making it harder for her. She might be overthinking, but what if she wasn't?
"I am a wolf. But also-" Madelyn closed her eyes, raising her head. Her hands were on her hips. She
