Melody’s POV
I was slightly releaved with Teddy’s explanation for the police officer. I knew the human police could be d***s to outsiders of the town, I had just never witnessed it before. I also knew I had too little money and too little time for hiring a private investigator. I would rather lose the business entirely and start from scratch if Mike got even one cent from me selling. The bank could take it for all I cared. Sure, it would hurt my credit, but I was young and could recover; I had more years than a human did.
Werewolves tended to stay out of the public eye whenever possible. If I had really taken out a loan at a human bank, I would have eventually had to fake my own death and transfer to another pack when I reached my forties. I enjoyed my pack and had no plan on transferri
