"What the hell are you talking about?" Roman muttered, barely hiding the growl in his voice.
But the wolf sitting next to him did not even bother hearing his reply. He was in his own world, still reeling from the laughter.
"So that's your type huh? Silver hair and blue eyes and big breasted?" He waggled his eyebrows.
"Wait a minute. If you take those breasts out of the equation, then the other things are just a bit too similar to you."
"Is this your narcissism acting up again? Oh my God, this is just too good. Ba ha ha ha!"
He was laughing so hard that he had to clutch his stomach. Even his eyes glistened with tears.
"Shut up, you bastard. Stop spouting nonsense."
Roman shook his head in annoyance. He was furious but he didn't have any words to refute the idiotic person's observations.
Not wanting to encourage this any longer, his elegant figure shifted into a white lycan silhouette the next instant.
