Iris
The Lycan Alpha was by the door of the apartment, waiting for me.
“Alpha Jean-Luc. Is everything alright? I thought you were only coming here on Wednesdays evenings,” I told him, mentioning the day of the week he passed by the apartment and stayed only a few minutes to ensure I was fine and safe. It was a little bit over the top, but also sweet, I couldn’t deny that.
“Hello, Roslyn. Yes, everything is fine. I know it’s not Wednesday, but I imagine that your wolf needs more space to run, hunt and enjoy herself. So, I’m here to pick you up and take you to a small forest in the periphery of Paris. It’s private property, so no one will disturb you, not even me,” he said, motioning to the black sports car in front of us. It looked fancy and discreet at the same time, he really didn’t
