Ezra's POV
I smile and step in towards them, and they are also smiling, looking at me. Both Rin and I are just standing there in front of them.
I want to sit down, that's why I don't pay attention to whether Rin is sitting or not. I sit down on my own and place both my hands on my thighs.
"Your name is Ezra, right?" she asked.
And I am really confused about what I should call her. Basically, after marriage, we call our husband's parents our parents, but I don't know about werewolves. Let's just be formal, that's all.
"Yes, my name is Ezra, and I'm glad to meet you," I reply softly.
Yeah, I can say that I have an advantage—I can make my voice soft if I want, and loud too. It's all up to me.
"Such a beautiful name. And I heard your father is ready to make peace between humans and us. I'm so happy to hear that, 'cause I don't like the blood clashes at all," she replied.
I like the way she thinks. 'Cause I also didn't like the way beastmen and humans were fighting.
