I make a face at him for joking about eating me, and I briefly wonder if he's ever actually eaten any humans while in wolf form. Probably not if he was so weirdly human when he was bossing me around while a wolf.

Derek was a wolf. A fucking werewolf. Werewolves are real.

"Oh, I'm totally freaking out here, you just can't see it," I tell him, letting go of his hand to gesture to my face. "The only thing keep me from running away screaming is that it's you."