Kevin had turned his body ninety degrees and now he was facing Kris completely. His pair of eye beads stared at the taller man intently. No matter how many times he looked at them, he could never read what was in there. They looked like the famous Mona Lisa painting; they were attractive but mysterious. Even though people said that eyes couldn't lie, but he had a hard time finding the truth in Kris's eyes.
Kevin's question shocked Kris a little, but there was not much expression on his face. "Do I have to know your mother to know about her character? From this photo alone, I can judge how the characters of you two are," the werewolf replied as his right hand pointed to the large photo frame, which had been their topic of conversation.
Kris's response made Kevin snort in annoyance. "Do you think you are a psychic?" He asked.
The handsome werewolf chuckled at the annoying question asked by the man standing in front of him.
