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253 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 3, 2018
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Part One Was So Good*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“Why would I be scared of you?” he asked. Mia looked at him for a moment.
“A lot of people would think werewolves are scary. That we’re monsters.”
“How does that even make sense? How are werewolves scarier than people?” Damien scoffed.
“Probably has something to do with the fangs and the claws and the glowing eyes, if I had to guess,” Mia said wryly.
“Yeah, but people have knives and guns. What can a werewolf really do that a person can’t? Like, in the really good comic books, evil and good are never separated by species or something, but by, like, motivation.”
Damien understood better than most that some people did bad things and some people did good things, and having claws and fangs wasn’t going to change that.
“It’s not about what people can do, but what they’re willing to do,” Damien said with surety. He looked at Mia cautiously. Her expression was open with astonishment before it melted into a soft smile.
Damien had tried to disrupt the balance of Ousía to get more than he deserved, and it had yanked him back to where he belonged.
It was hard to remain drawn into himself, however, in the face of Koko’s powerful personality. Koko’s version of friendly and welcoming was a lot more abrasive than the norm, but Damien could barely reconcile the Koko that chatted excitedly with him about her figurines to the one that seemed to resent every moment of Damien’s presence in her home a few hours ago. Damien suspected that it was a rare sight to witness an outsider in the Salgado household. He felt warm that he was allowed the privilege even though he hadn’t earned it—had won it on a wrong-time, wrong-place mistake. It was nice to pretend, however.
Damien wondered if he smelt like pack because he didn’t have one of his own.
“So…what type of Ousía do I have?”
“Passive, I believe.”
“Oh,” Damien said, disappointed. For a moment he’d thought he was about to have a you’re-a-wizard-Harry moment. Still. “This is…the coolest thing that…wow. Wow.” His head was so full it could barely think. It had taken a leap to accept the existence of werewolves. But this…this sounded like magic.
“You always talk about guys that way. I honestly think you talked about Tom Hardy for a straight hour the other day.”
“Um, because he’s—”
“Please not again,” Koko moaned.
“Whatever.” Damien looked at Gonzalo and Olive.
“Yep. We knew too,” Olive said.
“And I’m bi, dude,” Gonzalo said.
“And I love vagina,” Koko said.
Damien looked at her. “Yeah, I knew that.”
“Yeah, I know. I just like saying it once a day.”
Damien laughed. They all looked at Olive. She held up her hands.
“I only get wet for our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ,” she said, pressing her palms together. Gonzalo covered his face with his hands as Koko and Damien laughed.
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