Zeus facing the man who just revealed himself to him, he didn't know this man is one of their kind because the last thing he remember they losing their race. The other werewolves are not in the city because they preferred living on the mountain than living with the humans.
His race has huge line in the humanity even if they didn't count them as one, they are known as monsters, killers, etc. And luckily he manage hiding his identity from the world excepted to the woman he loves.
"Where are you from?" He asked while sipping on his wine.
But the man just shrugged, "Does it matter?"
"It is especially since I didn't know there was a werewolf walking around the city without our knowledge," he answered.
"I came from nowhere, no family, no relatives, just me."
"I'm not sure about that. You seemed familiar in this city so I'm sure you spent most of your time in here, who are you?"
