Chapter Seven

M I K H A I L

So Yana Allard is indeed human.

“That can’t be possible,” Evan told me yesterday after Yana walked out. He looked at the door she just shut closed and then turned to me. “I could sense her. Her human scent is strong and pure, and being in the same room with her was hard. . . .”

“Not for me,” I whispered, and that’s when I had to admit to myself that yes, it was pretty strange. How come she was purely human and didn’t affect me? I was supposed to be the one who would get triggered more easily. “She might be something else.”

“I doubt that,” Evan said, but he did look unsure. “Other creatures had been wiped out by civilization. Us Lycans are pretty much the last ones here.”

“Only one way to find out,” I said, clutching my smarting cheek. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she turned out to be a troll or something. She was strong.”

He laughed. “Only one way to find out, boss.”

With that, he looked at me and instantly, we both knew what to do. I assigned an officer to take over the