CHAPTER NINETY-NINE
“That’s a lot of caffeine,” Lucian commented as I finished the second cup of coffee. I could barely feel my tongue burning from its steaminess. I hated feeling this nervous and scared of my own self.
“You think?” I was not feeling as relaxed as I wanted.
“Look, being a primordial is not actually a bad thing Faith. As a matter of fact, it’s a rare thing. I’d give anything to be one,” he said.
“Easy for you to say. Are you forgetting that I’m more than just a normal werewolf? Imagine being such a supposedly powerful wolf and the hybrid of something very dangerous. I don’t want to hurt anyone Lucian,” I whispered, casting a scared glance around at the almost empty coffee shop save for the old man sleeping behind the counter.
“So that is why you are freaking out?”
