Chapter 259: A
Definitely not him or his sister or mother, but these people... no wonder he felt some sort of otherworldly aura emanating from them right from when he had met Theresa.
"I was a book worm in middle school, and I had taken an interest in fantasy romance. I know so much about werewolves, witches, vampires, faes... I just didn’t know they existed." He held his head. This was too much to process, yet he feared that if he asked too many questions, Angela would stick true to her words and kill him off without a thought.
"Wait... What about witches... A- And vampires.. and the rest... Are they real too? "
Theresa shrugged, still keeping her eyes trained on him like she was watching his every move, Incase he made a run for it.
"Witches- yes. Vampires and the rest? Yes, and No."
"What do you mean Yes and No."
"Yes by they were in existence, and No as in, they aren’t any longer. Now quit with the questions. We’ve satisfied your curiousity and we’ve explained the needful." Angela cut in.
Theresa just raised a hand, shutting Angela up. If she didn’t want to answer his questions, then she will. She liked his curiosity. Reminded her of Jephthah, and it was amusing to watch him look so vunerable and naive as he asked calmly like he was scared of upsetting the time bomb beside her.
"Rogues are mutilated werewolves or werewolves who have been banned from their packs due to betrayal or any horrible thing of the sort, or forbidden hybrids like a were-witch." She explained without needing a question. Besides, it was the first thing he wanted to know. Rogues. He knew about werewolves, why not rogues?