Chapter 10: Blood Cough

Suvi’s POV

I go to work as usual. I’m a little worried at first that someone will recognize me. From the TV. I don’t want any attention.

But no one does. That’s the beauty of living in the slums. No one pays attention to the news or other celebrity stuff. For the first time in my life, I’m actually grateful that I live in the slums.

It’s a pretty normal shift. I sign in some guests, send out some ‘Thanks for staying with us’ emails. The hotel is pretty quiet. But near the end of my shift, the door swings open and a woman waltzes in.

Her red curls. Her designer clothes. The way she walks with a confidence that only comes from money and status.

I recognize her immediately.

Brooke.

Josh’s fiancé.

She walks right up to the desk and eyes me up and down.

“Can I help you?” I ask. I have no idea why she’s here, but I assume it’s not to book a room.

She clicks her tongue. “So you’re Josh’s mate,” she says. “I have to admit, I was expecting something a little…how do I say this? Wolfier?”

I fig