"Yes. Of course, we witches and werewolves are different." A clear voice sounded in my ear, I found myself accidentally saying the words of the heart.

"I know you think I'm a kid, but I'm almost 100 years old. I grew up in the depths of the forest, so I only keep this lovely appearance. Don't look at me like I'm a child. I'm a very powerful witch." She winked and smiled at me. "But, sister, why are you walking with two werewolves? Oh, no, exactly, Lycans."

"Wolf... Werewolf! ?"

"The one next to you and the one driving in front of you." Vivian's raised voice made my eyes widen...