I kept on glaring at him as realization dawned on his face.

"I c-can't believe it..." he said in almost whisper. "You are the Purple-Eyed Werewolf?"

"Yes, I am," I said. "So you better behave or I'll slit your throat, Darren. I don't want to hear anything from our past anymore, nor anything about how you feel about me. Things have changed. I'm no longer the weak and passive Milena that you knew. And if by chance I ever found out that you are actually involved in this mess, I'm ...