Lyka's POV:
My heart swayed as Minerva wanted to break free. She hadn't been out in a while, letting me grieve in peace, but now, on the Full Moon, she had broken free once in a while. I growled at her and pushed her away, at least needing to get to Central Park or somewhere to shift. That was the only place where the city wasn't bustling with cars and people.
If people saw a wolf on the Full Moon in their streets, they would all go full on crazy. I stumbled out of my hotel room that I have been staying in for a good week and chose the elevator over the stairs this time. I heard the song of the elevator but instead of it being empty there was a single person. A man with brown hair. His hands were tucked in his black hoodie. He had some stubble along his jaw, but not much.
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