"Many people had confirmed this matter." Aeon said in an assertive tone. "They will not get it wrong."
Raine shook her head and swatted his hand to release her chin from his fingers, but he caught Raine's hand and kept it on her lap, making her totally helpless to move.
"Let me go!" Raine yelled and shook her head vigorously as her black hair turned messy. "I am not one of them! I…" She wanted to say that she was Torak's mate, but then she remembered Lydia's warning, and the hostility that these people here had for lycanthropes, gulping down the rest of her words, Raine resumed glaring at Aeon.
"Probably because you grew up in a different environment." Aeon mumbled to himself, trying to justify Raine's behavior.
"Why is it hard for you to believe that I am not one of them?" Raine asked, agitated and frustrated, she cried in desperation.
