“I’m here to take care of you, even if I still have no idea what your other half is.”
“What do you mean?”
“I know you’re a part werewolf, but your grandfather didn’t tell me anything else.” Noah stared her in the eye. “Is it a secret?”
“Hardly.”
“Then, what are you, Grace?”
She got up with the tray in her hand and circled the table. Noah watched as she bent down and spoke in his ear. “Celestial. I’m half werewolf and half angel.”
With that surprising revelation, Grace walked away, leaving a stunned Noah behind.