Issahil
“That explains why you know so much!” I grimaced. “How could you? As a guardian, aren't you supposed to protect our kind not expose us to danger? Aren't you supposed to keep the peace truce not threaten it?”
I was angry. The only thing keeping me from charging towards the man in front of us was the fact that he was a guardian and I stood no chance with him. He could easily crush me to dust if he wanted to. After all, he possessed magical abilities combined with werewolf abilities.
He let out a bored yawn at my words and I scoffed in anger.
“You don't know anything so stop talking or I just might change my mind about helping.”
Conceited Jerk! I cursed at him internally. Were all guardians like this and not at all like the Hudson had portrayed them to be?
I had my doubts ab
