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08. Lysander

The man did not hear me. At all. He was oblivious to my calling.

This man indeed grabbed my attention.

Chuckling, I called him one more time.

Glad my siblings were not here. Or they will reprimand me for calling the man first.

Finally, the man turned around, faced me, and, while lifting his hand, banged his head in the air.

Okay.

That was part of his dance steps?

Who was this man's dance instructor? He did a lousy job of teaching him. I was even better at teaching.

The man did not know any rhythm. He wasn't even dancing to the tempo.

“Having a great time?” I asked again.

We came face to face.

He had a handsome face, and based on my assessment, he was not a human. A werewolf. What pack did he belong to? The girls loved his look. But never his weird dance.

The man did not answer me.

He was not dumb, was he? He grunted. "You want to dance, but the dance doesn't like you," I commented.

It was not meant as an insult, but if I hurt his ego, it was not my fault he was sensitive.

"Let me
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