"This guy is suspicious. He is hiding something. I can sense something off." Dante insisted, as he stared at Elias who had turned to resume writing on the board.
"There's nothing suspicious about him, Dante. You're just being paranoid!" Simon said.
"Paranoid? Why should I be?" He asked, surprisingly.
"Probably because of what happened in the woods that day. We understand it was unexpected and terrible, that you even became bedridden for days, but you can't be suspecting everybody because of that." Elijah analyzed.
"I can't believe how dumb you guys are. This is not about being paranoid. I'm certain I have seen those eyes somewhere before and it wasn't on a good day. That temp is hiding something and I am going to find out what it is." Dante vowed.
"What exactly is the problem of that guy?" Elias gritted to his wolf, inwardly. He had concentrated on what Dante and his friends were saying so he heard it all.