"Cheaper, huh?"
White whispered, the liquid spinning in the glass, which had cracks growing on its surface with every passing second.
"I'm Esmarie, by the way. Beta Esmarie."
She introduced, reaching out her hand.
"Just call me MadWhite."
White replied, taking the handshake.
The second he did, he noticed it.
'Her hand...they're hot to the touch.'
It was like dipping one's hand into half-boiling water.
"MadWhite, huh? It's not every day you hear such a name?"
She remarked with a giggle.
"And by Beta Esmarie, I can take it that you're a Werewolf?"
He noted in return, and she quietly nodded.
"I have to say, your transformation, even after taking over a human soul, is still quite clean."
"No dark veins over your face or neck, or some black wings."
She took notice as White looked around the room.
Even though almost everyone here looked human, the Otherworlders were still quite easy to identify, mainly due to those dark veins that lurked around their bodies.
