Chapter 138: The Black Saint's Temptress

NATHAN

I am not going to make a habit of this! I swore in frustration as the torns in the flowers from the flower pots in the back yard pricked me again and again.

I was trying to remain unseen, siddling closer to her balcony with my back up against the wall. Literally.

I turned the corner, stopped just when I could make out the balcony and turned to face the wall.

I could scale up on her veranda easy, but I had to make sure no one was there first.

I listened carefully, and heard nothing.

I couldn't hear anything.

But then again maybe the spell covered her balcony too.

Well fuck the consequences, I decided.

I scaled the wall deftly and launched myself over the bars of the balcony, dropping down without a single sound.

She wasn't a werewolf. She wouldn't hear me if I was silent in my approach.

I stalked into her bedroom after I'd listened and heard nothing, and came to a standstill.

She was sitting in front of her vanity, faced away from the door beside her huge bed.

My