An Invitation

If Li Na didn't come back to Luna, what would he do? Last night, Eon had no answer to the question of his wolf but now, they both know what he will do. He would loiter like a loser in the lobby of Li Na's hotel. He has been sitting on one of the armchairs in the hotel lobby but he still hasn't had the courage to walk to the reception desk, ask them for Lina Baptiste's room number.

He had a feeling that if she knew that he was in her hotel, she wouldn't allow him to come up. She must still be angry at him for all the nasty words that he said to her. He pulled down the newspaper that was covering his face. He's like a spy—a terrible one. With the outfit he was wearing, he stood out in the lobby. He was wearing Italian leather black boots that have been worn so many times, washed-out ripped jeans, and a black leather jacket over a white tee. Eyes were trained on him and the newspaper he was holding was his lame attempt to cover his face and hoping that people passing the lobby