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Brayden picked up a sharp knife and instantly jabbed it harshly into his hand, yelping slightly. Keeping it from Trevor's gaze, though in all honesty the male in bed was a tad loopy, he pulled the blade out, revealing the large gash to Leo as flesh began to weave together instantly, healing the wound until no trace of it remained.

"See my point?" He said with a soft pain before tossing the knife away. "Werewolves have a distinct smell to them, something of which he's lacking." Brayden had hoped thre male caught on to what he was saying or else he would have to cut a gash into Leo and let him see it heal back instantly. Unless it was silver, there's no way Trevor should not have healed back by now or had a distinct smell to him. "This.moon probably did more than replace dead Lycans. It probably allowed interbreeding, which may explain that even though he had your clothes with your heated scent, the assailant still did not perceive him as a human."

"What's going on?" Trevor interrupted. "All I hear is whispers....whispers..." he chuckled. "That sounds so funny."