Aziza was pacing to and fro for what looked like hours already and she still did not find anything strange. She groaned when nothing seemed to be happening and groaned even more when Nikko had left without explaining properly what was going on.
“Why again are you listening to him?” her thoughts questioned as the suspicious part of herself came to view. She truly had no reason to trust that werewolf that was not like a werewolf at all, but she found herself doing exactly that. It might have been a trap and he might have been a foe all this while, but a part of her believed him. Maybe it was because of the kind words or his sweet voice, but even as his face came to her mind, she knew that it was not it. It was his eyes, that beautiful blue eyes had pulled at her heart and made it seem like
