Krystal watched as Lucas’ eyebrows drew together, his expression turning confused.
“The Bloodfangs? Don’t you mean the werewolves created by the goddess herself?” He asked, eyeing her warily as he still maintained his fighting stance.
“Exactly.”
Lucas shrugged, not taking his eyes off Krystal. “Aren’t they a myth? What does it have to do with anything?”
Krystal did not have to say anything because Zale did the talking for her.
“Turns out that the wonderful woman in front of you is Krystal Bloodfang.” He bragged, a hint of pride in his voice.
Lucas froze, raising a brow before he burst out laughing. “Bullshit. Krystal Bloodfang is nothing but a myth. The Bloodfangs are a myth. She is Kris Varlett. Not Krystal Bloodfang.”
A scoff escaped Krystal’s lips as she turned to look at Za
