“You did,” David replied. “After that fire, you went on about you being a were—”
The mention of that word caused her eyes to dilate. Memories from last night flooded back into her conscious mind, flashes of her running through the forest, hunting down large game, and being in the company of other werewolves.
“Werewolf,” Julia said.
“Right,” David said. “I figured you were barking mad…”
“Nice pun,” Julia said, and attempted to elbow him in the ribs.
David backed away, clearly not in the mood to kid around, at least not with those strained features. His smile looked more like the face kids made when parents made idle threats. Where’s the glow in his eyes?
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.