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
ZAYLEN “Jord, Why is Liana ignoring me?” I asked Jordan, who was in my cabin right now, handing me a file. “By any chance, is she disgusted by the fact that I am a werewolf?” My mind went to the day she found out. Her reaction… Jordan chuckled. “Why are you being so dumb? She obviously feels embarrassed to face you after confessing her feelings to you and immediately discovering that her feelings are actually a rebound, which you yourself pointed out.” Jordan did make sense. Embarrassed. Yes, that must be it. However, was I too mean to her by pointing it out? Did it come out as rude? Maybe. I should have been nicer with her. I could’ve explained it to her properly, calmly. I ran a hand through my hair as I groaned in frustration. I hated this. I really hated hurting the people I cared about. ### I was driving on my way home, but I pushed the brakes instantly when I saw a familiar figure on the road. I got out of the car and stood in front of Liana. “Why are you walkin
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 "Lara, is that you?" I called out, my voice tinged with disbelief as I struggled to make sense of what was happening. But there was no response, only the oppressive silence of the closet closing in around me like a vice. Panic surged through me as I pounded on the door, desperate to escape the confines of the small, windowless room. "Let me out!" I cried, my voice echoing off the walls in a futile plea for help. “Somebody, help! I am locked in here! Let me out!” But as the moments stretched into eternity, it became painfully clear that I was alone, trapped in the darkness with no way out. Fear threatened to overwhelm me when I realized I didn’t have my phone with me either. I left it on the desk! I continuously kept banging on the door, having no choice, with a hope that someone would open it for me. After a long time, which literally seemed like forever, the door burst open. I looked at the person, only to find Sara there. I rushed to her and I clung to Sara tightl
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
LIANA “I see,” Zaylen responded, his tone even. “Hey! I asked you something,” I grumbled. “I am not allowed to reveal them,” he said flatly. “Okay, fine. But why aren't you saying anything else? Don't you have any words of comfort?” I pressed. Closing the file, he leaned back in his chair. “I thought you just wanted to vent. I didn't realize I had to provide a response.” “Wow, so you weren't even listening,” I accused. “Oh, I heard you alright. It's hard to ignore such a loud voice,” he teased. “I'm loud? How dare you say that!” I exclaimed. “My apologies,” he said with a hint of amusement. “Hmph.” I crossed my arms against my chest, puffing my cheeks. “Your apology doesn't take back the fact you just insulted me!” He hummed, a mischievous tone to it. “Isn't it common for friends to insult each other?” My jaw dropped at his blatant comment. “Now that you're done venting, I'll get back to work.” He reached for his laptop, ready to resume his tasks, but I interrupted him. I
ZAYLEN As I parked outside Liana's place, I couldn't help but wonder why I agreed to this. I hated loud places, especially places like clubs. It was torture for a werewolf like me, who had sensitive ears. While it had its benefits for hearing low whispers and faraway sounds, it was disastrous for the high-volume ones. Besides, I wanted to relax tonight after getting back home. I would have had the house all to myself since my sister was on a business trip at the moment as well. The pounding bass and blaring music of a club were the last things I wanted to subject myself to. But there I was, waiting for Liana. She had insisted, saying, “Please give me some time to go home and get ready. I want to change into a party dress. You know, something more confident and outgoing?” Her eyes were sparkling with excitement and eagerness, and for some reason, I couldn't say no. It was kinda awe-inspiring how much Liana had changed just in a matter of a few days. I used to think she was a n
LIANA Zaylen chuckled in response to my question, his amusement evident in his voice. "No, I don't," he replied casually. A twinge of uncertainty nagged at me. "You won't be jealous?" I probed further, searching for a hint of emotion in his demeanor. "Do you want me to be?" he countered, his tone teasing. "Maybe?" I admitted, the words slipping out before I could stop them. He reminded me of the reason we were together, a reminder that stung more than I cared to admit. "Hey, you're supposed to get over your rebound with me," he said, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice. "I'm trying, okay?" I retorted defensively, feeling the weight of my unresolved emotions pressing down on me. "Then go. Have a fun drink with that guy who hit on you," he urged, his words laced with resignation. I smiled, shaking my head. Despite his permission, I couldn't bring myself to leave his side. "I came here with you, remember? I think I'll stay," I said, my voice softer now, tinged with s