"Basic safety protocols?" Killian arched a brow. "I am a lycan, and if you don't know about our kind, then I would like to tell you, we eat everything. I have even eaten rats; a little worm in my sushi is not going to send me to the hospital."
"But I am not used to eating such things!" Jules stated, hoping that it would move the lycan, but if she was hoping to melt Killian's heart, then she was simply waiting for the sun to rise from the west.
"Then you will get used to it," remarked Killian with a little shrug. "If you cannot even eat rats, then how will you become the luna of my pack?"
"You—you want me to get used to eating rats?" Jules repeated, sounding horrified. Why did no one in her family tell her that she needed to get used to eating rats? And why did they never tell her that lycans were used to eating everything? How was she supposed to survive with a man as barbaric as Killian?
