Chapter 31: Girl Talk

Trista’s POV

“What do you mean?” I asked. What rumors? What awful, terrible rumors?

“Just stuff,” she shrugged dismissively.

“What sort of stuff?” I prodded.

“Well, as you know, Lycans are an ancient race. They’ve always been a little…mysterious. You know, they keep to themselves and all that.”

“Get to the rumors, Hazel,” I said flatly.

“I’ve just heard things. Like – that they’re brutal. Powerful. Merciless. People, werewolves, are afraid of them. Just things like that.”

I was silent.

Brutal? Merciless? I had a hard time thinking about Johnson in any connection to THOSE words. He was the complete opposite. Kind. Loyal. Generous.

Seeing my silence, Hazel continued. “Obviously Johnson’s not like that,” she said. “You told me he takes care of you. And the children. He sounds lovely, he really does.” Her words were coming out rushed. It was making me feel uneasy. “He’s clearly VERY differen