"Blood is liquid." Arzan was confused, following her instinct she touched blood, like a distorted solid object touching liquid in the rope of an eye the bond hardened after it was released, the blood pooled on the ground before flowing back into the werewolf's body.
She was still confused when she spoke. "This is the answer to your question about me not dying, I don't understand why the blood came back in."
Arzan's face was pale like a living corpse. The store's display mannequin looks a lot like her. "But I'm tired, I was feel like hibernating."
"Wolves don't hibernate," Ain hissed, helping the woman who was almost suffocate, refusing to follow Arzan's words, after all, Arzan gave the warning too late.
Ain scratched his head was annoyed. "So what are we going to do with her? She can't be talked to if she's weak."
"Let me check."
Ain look at Zannie so seriously. "Embrace this in your brain, I believe you."
