He had a strange scent, but Ava didn't think anything of it. There were all kinds of beings in Preya and he could be any one of them. The only thing she could be sure of was that he wasn't wolf and he wasn't human. Didn't matter to her what he was. He was cool.
Ava put back all of the whisky in front of her before answering. "I'm a werewolf. We heal fast so...hard to get drunk."