[Eliana’s POV]Nol’s hand, which reaches out and clasps mine, is huge. I know that I had already realized it earlier on, but he truly was quite a large man. Was he this big because he was a lycan, or was it simply genetics? I didn’t know, and I wasn’t even sure if asking would be appropriate."Now that we’ve properly introduced ourselves, allow me to make that phone call.""Sure," I nodded. "Would it be okay if I took a quick shower?"Now that things were settling down, I was getting nauseous from the scent of blood that clung to my clothes, skin, and hair. It was digging up memories from that time two years ago, and I didn’t feel like reliving that nightmare."Sure," Nol responds, eyeing me curiously. "Has anyone ever told you that you’re too calm in situations that could be dangerous?""No," I smirk. "But I guess that is just the way someone who doesn’t have anything to live for reacts."Once again, his eyes take me in, this time more intensely, as if maybe he could figure me out if
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