"Whiskey, straight," Levi said to the bartender, without meeting his eyes. He didn't know anything about Invidia or shape shifters, or anything else. He knew what he was, what they had made him. But he wouldn't divulge that information right away, if at all. He really didn't know what it meant.
Werewolves were thing of science fiction and horror movies. He'd never heard of weretigers before, and to be fair he hadn't actually changed yet. The full moon was still two weeks away.
"It's really nice of you, to do this. Help me out and all," Levi said to Kai after the drinks were delivered and his hands were wrapped around the glass.