From what I knew about him, I mean. I also thought it might just be a silly question to start a conversation and not sit there twiddling our thumbs, but by then I was already quite sure that Alexander was anything but a bland man (wolf). When I focused on giving him an appropriate answer (or perhaps the most polite way not to answer), I suddenly ran into his light eyes and all the curiosity that could be expressed printed in that almost crystal-blue. Let’s say I couldn’t stay quiet, or refuse his question. I couldn’t. It wasn’t in me, it’s just that…
Again, it was like looking at Andre, only in a much bigger version—intimidating and stripped of childhood innocence. Curious, and without bad intentions.
I cleared my throat, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
“Oh, you know… most of the ti
