Chapter 16. The Human Mate

Hestia is utterly gorgeous and contradictory, dead-looking. I saw how her sleepy eyes struck me with judgment, staring at me from toe to head. And by the looks of it, I’m a hundred percent positive she doesn’t like me.

Good ‘cause I don’t like you, too.

“Oh, we have a human in here.” Hestia did not mistakenly look at me. She knows just by the look of my eyes, I am the different one here—the only non-werewolf at this place. She feigned a welcoming sweet smile that wholly radiates disdain and spite. “And… Zarion,” Hestia’s smile faded when she and Zarion shared a look. Like the rest of the pack, her reaction was telling me she had seen a ghost. Unabashedly frightened. “W-What are you doing here, Zarion?” Hestia’s throat bobbed. “You’re mysteriously back.”

Zarion completely ignored her and turned his attention to Alpha Brandon. “Do the test. Now,” he commanded with ease and pride.

Alpha Brandon stifled a sarcastic laugh, though irritation reverberated beneath