I looked at the man in his mid-twenties with brown hair, brown eyes, and stubble sitting in front of me as if I wasn't his leader. I thought about what he had said, and then my brow furrowed.
"So you're saying Aiden Tenebra is a wiera?"
He was sprawled out in his seat. He was quite comfortable in front of me, but there was both anger and seriousness in his face.
"Yes, and a hybrid."
His eyebrows furrowed for a moment, and an ugly expression appeared on his face, showing that he was even more annoyed.
"I can accept that he's a wiera, as hard as that is to believe, but do you really think that makes sense, Marcus?"
