I looked at Zac, clearly, he was feeling like ripping this clown’s head off as much as I was. How the f**k did he know we were shifters? No human could tell we were shifters, unless they weren’t human themselves.
“What makes you think we are wolf shifters?” His next words should be chosen wisely, I was in no mood to play nice, my brother didn’t look like he was ready to make nice either.
Michael just smirked again, he sat back in his chair looking more relaxed then ever, which only made my fury increase. “Oh, let’s just say I know things about your kind, you’re not hard to figure out”. He looked at my neck where the piece of material was still wrapped round my now healed wound. “Especially when you start to heal within minutes. It’s a bit of a giveaway. Surely you can remove that
