The Ghosts of Beverly Drive

What answer could he give to that? He glanced at her again weighing whether it was safe to admit to the unnatural desires he felt, Yosep knew his own family would have torn him to bits if he told them. “I- m-m-m-my m-m-mate is g-g-gone.” He said softly, and just hearing the words stung him. He wished Shiloh was there with him now, someone who could protect him. He could almost feel his lovers jaws biting into his neck as he dragged him closer and held him in a tight embrace.

He forced his thoughts away from the memory and firmly placed himself in the present. “I-I h-haven’t b-b-been a-alone f-f-or a l-long t-t-t-time.” He explained, in the hopes that it would grant him some mercy from the stranger. He hadn’t missed the impatience in her tone or the subtle narrowing of her bicolored eyes with annoyance. “I d-d-don’t k-k-know h-how t-t-to h-hunt.” He admitted woefully. “O-or f-f-fight.” He added. “I’m  j-j-just a h-h-healer.” "You're useless." His brother's growling voice supplied.

Spider speaking  You Speaking Toad's voice