Part 3
The werewolf’s departure was completely out
of the blue. I thought about it for a long time
but couldn’t figure it out, so I gave up. Life
went back to normal.
Until two weeks later. I had a meeting with a
potential client at a coffee shop, so I took my
laptop and headed over. While we were
chatting, I happened to glance across the room
and saw the werewolf. He was in his human
–
form tall, muscular, dressed in a sharp suit,
with cold, indifferent eyes. He leaned against
the railing, looking down at everyone with an
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impatient expression.
“Ms. Evans, do you know Mr. Grey?” the client asked, noticing me staring. He sounded hopeful. “Mr. Grey is a major shareholder in Rong An Corp. I chose this place specifically because he’s a regular here. Perhaps you could introduce me?”
I froze for a moment, then realized he was talking about the werewolf.
I shook my head. “No, I don’t know him. I just thought he was… handsome. Sorry.”
The client sighed, his disappointment obvious. He was noticeably cooler to me after that.
I didn’t really care. I finished my presentation, paid the bill, and then saw the werewolf talking to a stylishly dressed woman. They were standing very close, practically on top of each other, as if he had his arm around her. More like they were kissing. I looked away, unfazed. On the way home, I passed a pet store and saw a big puppy in the window. A yellow Labrador. I put my hand on the glass, and he looked up at me, grinning and lifting his paw to touch mine
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through the window. In that instant, I knew. I
had to have him.
