*Rafe's POV*
When I finally found my voice, Lila was staring at me, waiting for an explanation.
“So, uhm…what do you know about shifters?" I asked, immediately kicking myself for the question. Obviously nothing. She knew nothing. That was the whole damn point.
She raised her eyebrow. “What I know…? Isn't that what you're supposed to tell me?"
The irritation in Lila's voice was well earned but wasn't helping me in the slightest.
“Just so I know where to start," I prompted gently, covering my tracks.
She huffed and blew a few wayward strands of hair out of her face. She was cradling her hands close. I could still smell the blood and it made my hackles raise but when I had reached out before, she shuffled away.
It hurt, but it wasn't anything I didn't deserve after tonight.
“Fine. I
