187. You can't be our mother

"Let Maell answer; after all, he is the eldest."

"Ah, so now I'm the eldest, but not when it comes to the first time with my female," Maell replied sarcastically.

"Is it the same? Should we lie to her?"

"No, we'll never lie to her, Niall."

"How old do you think we are?" Maell sat down next to Rose and looked at her seriously.

She had thought they hadn't heard her. They took a while to respond. She knew it; these two were sexy old greens.

"Mmm, I know your kind lives much longer than humans, and I can't judge you by our standards, so, 80 years?" she asked, not quite convinced.

"No, try another number," Niall joined in, frowning.

"100?" Rose's human mind couldn't match the image of a human man at 100 years old with these two freshly baked studs.

"Shit, Maell, this is going to be a disaster."

"Lower the age a bit; it's not upwards," Maell instructed her, knowing that Rose would judge them by human standards, which had nothing to do with those of werewolves, especially not them, who at 2
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