ZAYLEN “What’s wrong, Liana? What’s going on?” I tried to remain patient. “James is here. I-I don’t know… he i-is at the do-or.” “Calm down. Take a deep breath,” I tried to calm her and she sucked in a deep breath. “Now, tell me, what’s wrong. Clearly.” “James is here at my door, knocking and ringing my doorbell. Oh no, wait, he is continuously banging on my door. I told him that I don’t wish to see him but it seems like he will break the door to meet me. And…” “And…?” “And he is drunk. His voice sounds like he is drunk. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to come here.” I sighed. Turns out Jordan’s instincts were right as usual. I glanced at my pack, a bit hesitant as Marcel shot me a glare. “Did you call the cops?” I asked. “I did but they didn’t pick up. There was an accident somewhere I saw on the TV so they are busy there, I think.” “Okay.” I paused to think about the consequences of my absence, but it didn't matter. Liana was in serious trouble. “I am going there. Send me y

LIANA I couldn’t sleep the entire night. Pulling an all-nighter wasn’t a wise decision knowing I had office the following day. But I couldn’t sleep even though I tried a lot. The thought of Zaylen being a werewolf hovered in my mind. How could I like a werewolf? Why did werewolves exist in the first place? I have always read werewolf romance novels, but I never knew I would end up being in one of those. I just hoped I was a side-character and my role ended soon. I didn’t want to be in this. I kept my purse on my desk, only to find a box on my table. I opened it and saw it had my favorite dessert — blueberry cheesecake. I just knew who kept it here. Definitely, Zaylen. “If you work nicely today, I'll bring your favorite dessert tomorrow again for you,” his words echoed in my mind. He kept his promise! I would have found his gesture really sweet and it would have melted my heart, but suddenly my mind went on the encounter with the werewolf last night. I had the urge to ta

ZAYLEN It was lunchtime, so I hoped Liana was free. I wanted to tell her the new information I found out about her ex, James. When I was walking toward her desk, I saw Liana, talking with Sara and Kiara. She looked so innocent as she was listening to the other two intently. With a small smile on my face, I was walking to her, but my steps came to a halt when I saw her face going red all of a sudden. What were they talking about? Why did it make Liana go so red? It made me curious. Looks like I have to go there and find it out by myself. I went there and cleared my throat to let my presence be known. Three pairs of eyes looked at me instantly. But the moment Liana saw me, she averted her gaze and got up. “Um… excuse me,” with that, she walked past me, leaving me utterly confused and clueless. What just happened? “Is she okay?” I asked Sara and Kiara while they shrugged. “She must be. I hope,” Sara answered. “Though she was asking weird questions,” Kiara’s words caught m

LIANA As I stepped out into the crisp morning air, my mind buzzed with the events of that night. Zaylen's revelation about being a werewolf was still fresh, and the bizarre notion danced at the edge of my consciousness. But as I made my way to work, I couldn't shake the image of him transforming under the full moon's eerie glow. Attempting to dispel the lingering unease, I muttered to myself, "Zaylen is the only werewolf around, right?" The absurdity of the situation crept into my thoughts, and a nervous chuckle escaped my lips. I couldn't help but entertain the idea of everyone around me harboring a hidden side. The idea was so outlandish, so utterly impossible, that I found myself laughing aloud. "Imagine that," I mused, shaking my head at the sheer silliness of it all. Werewolves lurking in every corner, behind every desk... It was the stuff of fantasy novels, not reality. With a playful roll of my eyes, I pushed the fantastical thoughts aside and focused on the mundane ta

LIANA “This stupid work never ends. I hate my office — not only because of work but also because everyone I knew around me and got close to is somehow a stupid werewolf,” I grumbled as I finished packing my stuff. I was finally done with my work for the day. I swear to God, ever since this stupid ex of mine left, all his work literally landed on my desk. Zaylen meant it when he said I had to complete James’s work until he found a replacement. Ugh, why did I have to accept this job position when my department's last general manager quit without notice? If I hadn't, I wouldn't have to be working so hard right now. I prayed our HR found a replacement for James soon and that replacement would be way better than James at the job. I seriously didn't like overtime! I was about to leave when it occurred to me that Zaylen worked late almost every night, and I confirmed it when I noticed the private elevator was still on. As much as working kept my mind off of things, I really needed som