A Mate For The Last Lycan

nσvel.cѳm Zuri was no longer emaciated, she had gained some weight and stopped her habit of throwing up her food after she ate, which was a great progress to get her back on her healthy state, but her healing ability was the one that concerned Khaos.

The peak of being a shifter was; you could heal faster than any average human. Allowed you to fight in a long period of time, since a mere wound would heal almost immediately.

This must be the side affect of the curses. After all, Zuri had been inflicted by ninety nine black magic, it was a miracle to see her still standing and have a presence mind. It was an achievement.

"I like winter too," Khaos replied to her statement.

"Really?" Zuri lifted her head slightly, she looked at him with her black eyes. "Since when?"

"Since a minute ago."

Zuri laughed when she heard that. She was happier right now. "You copied me."

"I like what you like."

"Are you flirting with me?" Zuri squinted her eyes at him playfully. She liked this peaceful morning, resting on top of Khaos’s chest, having this random, meaningless conversation with him and simply laughing at his ridiculous statement.